She Got Lost

She had too many of those times written in the lines of her face. Back then, we had all the immortality of youth and we thought we could go on forever. Time happens to all of us though, mostly while we aren’t looking. Turn away for a moment and when you turn back you find years have slipped by and the face that looks back at you from the mirror has become the face of your parent.

They always warned us that things like this would happen. We were too young to appreciate their advice, though. Now we know as we watch our children making the same mistakes we did, that they will not realise until it is too late that everything we tell them is true and they will not be young forever.

I remember how we would let the days slip by us as though they would go on and on forever, about how life seemed like an endless road we could wander down, not looking back, not looking forward, just dancing our days away down that road.

She got lost though, sat down at one of the many crossroads to see what would happen and now she stares at that stranger’s face, at the woman who is lost to her, who stares back from the mirror, wanting to tell her what happened to all those years, all her life, but does not know what to say.