I have always considered myself relatively aware of how quickly time goes by, but having a child drove the point home in a way that’s very hard to ignore. Mont

I have always considered myself relatively aware of how quickly time goes by, but having a child drove the point home in a way that’s very hard to ignore. Month-to-month (and sometimes even week-to-week) I see how quickly she grows up, and it’s a bittersweet combination of joy and melancholy. I also moved back to be near family and am working remotely now. I don’t like where I live at all, and I enjoyed working in the office much more than from my house, but seeing my daughter every morning and being next to family is irreplaceable. (Although to be fair, I wanted to stay in California and just travel to visit family more frequently; my spouse wanted to physically move next to them. I suppose her solution is better for the planet even if I don’t like it as much.)