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time gets away

I sat there next to my newly 19 year old daughter and her boyfriend at the Cirque du Soleil "Volta" show for her birthday.

Time gets away from us and like a flowing river that won’t be diverted it takes the path of least resistance without allowing us pause. It is in these special events that we reflect a little more when the daily mundane gives way to ceremonial milestones where we can stop to say “how did this happen. How did time go so fast?”

She refused to just go alone with him as I offered and I think me meeting him was in her plan. Later when he went to the washroom during intermission she asked how I found him and I told her that I liked him which was my honest answer. He is a shy, bespectacled intellectual who reads philosophy and is studying bioethics and we had conversations over dinner later that belied his tender age reminding me that wisdom is not always the exclusive property of those who are older.

All I ever asked of my daughter is that she use her mind and reflect on her life decisions and simply ignore the fickle eye of peer pressure and in choosing this young man she seems to have done just that.

She doesn’t appear to hold any illusions as to their future because she is still young and with her parents divorced she must know that life does not offer us guarantees but instead surprises us with tangential curve balls that can deceive as much as offer pleasant and welcome new possibilities.

All I know is that at least for that evening all three of us had a very lovely time.


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