Everyone is affected by the time change in different ways. Some like it, some hate it. For me, it’s not quite that simple. Over the years, I have developed some very quirky ways in which I make note of the passage of time:
When hubs completed his architectural thesis, in 1981, there was ONE computer on our university campus! That computer took up the entire basement of the administration building, and it took an entire weekend to process one topographical map. I mark the creation of all things computer by the year 1981.
Most people love the late summer, when Black-eyed Susans begin to bloom – but for me, they always represented that time when I needed to return to my classroom and get it set up for the beginning of a new school year. Part celebration, part dread!.
Our very good friends were married locally on November 10th, 2000. On that day, the snow here was falling so hard it was impossible to see. Google maps were not yet commonplace, and because of the weather and our inability to navigate, we missed that important wedding. I judge our local weather (easy or hard winter) by the weather on November 10th. I also mark the availability of smart phone apps by that date…
And now, as we head into the holiday season, I look to Pearl Harbor Day. I distinctly remember finishing the writing of my Christmas cards while hubs was in the hospital, recovering from minor surgery. I had the task completed on Pearl Harbor day, and as a result, that year was the most organized and stress-free holiday season ever! Now I set my goal of having lots of things done by Pearl Harbor Day (December 7th). It is my personal benchmark of being able to relax at Christmas.
Well I’m not the kind to live in the past
The years run too short and the days too fast
The things you lean on are the things that don’t last
Well it’s just now and then my line gets cast into these
Time passages
So how about it? What unorthodox events mark the passage of time for you?
Lynn
An Encore Voyage 
You aren’t going to believe this Lynn, but I was just singing that song in my head when I got to your great post! Thanks! Time passages…
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I love it!
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Great post. I like to be ready for winter by Thanksgiving weekend.
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I love your post. Such a great share of those little things that mean so much to us.
Pearl Harbor Day 1969 – my first kiss ever and I married him. I know it’s a sad day for my parents’ generation, but for me it was a magical day.
I love this song as well. I can hear it too. I didn’t realize how much I liked Al Stewart’s songs until this past year when I started following him on Google Music and now on Spotify. Time Passages – great lyrics all over the place.
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First kiss on Pearl Harbor Day! That’s EPIC! 😀
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Thank you for this provocative post on how we mark the passage of time, Lynn. Most frequently, I have associated major past events with how old my youngest son was at the time (We moved to BC when he was five, we then moved to China the day before he turned 12, etc. etc.). Now that he is grown and flown I’m not sure what marker I will use.
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I guess you’ll be noticing some new ones! I think lots of people mark time with the ages of their children.
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I am amazed when people can remember exact dates – even just the year – that certain things happened to them. I remember the biggies (graduated high school, got married, etc.) but very few beyond that. What I do remember are the ancillary happenings around the big events.
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Hubs is REALLY weird! He has a very heightened sense of seasons. He will walk outside and say, “It smells like late October.” Things I never notice!
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