For The Someday Book

The Relentless Passage of Time

Posted on: December 4, 2009

B is fascinated by numbers, and has recently begun reading the numbers on the digital clock. This is advantageous in the morning, because I can’t see the time without my glasses. This morning, he crawled into bed and said, “Mommy, it’s 7 and 1 and 5.” A few moments later, “Now it’s 7 and 1 and 6.” A few moments later, crying and wailing and screaming. When I asked him what was wrong, he said, “I want the 5 back!”

This was simultaneously the most ridiculous and most profound tantrum in history. How do you tell a disconsolate two-year-old that you understand the agony of the relentless passage of time, the poignancy of life’s fleeting nature, the preciousness of each moment–and that it is absurd to be crying over the changing of numbers on the digital clock?

I finally consoled him by explaining that the 5 would come back when it said 7 and 2 and 5.

But in truth, I wanted the 5 back too.

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I am a full-time pastor in the United Church of Christ, mother of a young child (B.), married to an aspiring academic and curmudgeon (J.). I live by faith, intuition and intellect. I follow politics, football and the Boston Red Sox. I like to talk about progressive issues, theological concerns, church life, the impact of technology and media, pop culture and books.

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