Recently one of my best friends had a baby boy.

This happened two months after my sister had a little girl. Everyone jokes that the two infants will grow up and be each other’s boyfriend/girlfriend; the idea delights me to pieces.

We can easily muse over an idea that seems so many years away. Thing is, time flies like crazy.

Even though I still feel like I’m 26 years old—sometimes thirteen (okay, okay, sometimes five), I can see time make its mark on me and those around me.

The biggest time-keeper is growing kids; I still can’t believe that my little cousins are as old as they are. I remember holding their hands to cross the street and calling them silly names like “my little pookie.”

Try that now and they’d shun me forever.

These days, they are cool. They wear skinny jeans, sweep their skater hair from their face and write Facebook statuses I can’t quite decipher. Yikes.

So, what does this mean?

That time is impermanent.

That every single cliche about how “every second counts” and “there’s no time like the present” is down-right true.

That waiting for the “right time” to quit your job, get in shape, change that relationship, pursue a new career, tell that person you love them, sell that house, start a family, stop smoking, tell that person to back off, book that flight elsewhere, write that novel, start dating again, sign up for that marathon, speak your truth, reach your stars, honor your journey…is the biggest piece off bull-sh*t ever, because things keep happening, even while we’re not looking.

And, before we know it…our whole, entire life, can be viewed in a 15 minute time lapse video.

So, here is the question: Is now the right time?

Christine Martin has been an international educator for over ten years. She’s made her home in Colombia, Tunisia & Korea. Her passion is interior design/interior architecture and she has recently completed certification in these areas. She enjoys travel, photography, food and yoga. She and her husband are making a huge life shift in October 2012, leaving their careers and moving to Laos, where they hope to never wear mittens and coats again. You can find her on twitter, Happy Impermanence or Somebody’s Home.

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Editor: Bryonie Wise

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