This unawareness of time's passing makes me act foolishly sometimes. I don't treasure people and simple moments as much as I should/could. I don't live life like it is precious - I frequently take it for granted and get bogged down in the mundane.
I remember when dear friends of our had their little girl. She was not a blood relation and not my child, but being there for her birth and holding her shortly afterward made me want to be a better person. The awe in looking at a baby and realizing that it is a little person gives one a pause in their thinking. It made me want to exercise, love more, learn more, and live abundantly. It made me want to make the world a better place.
I want children. Very much. I look forward to the days when I have consciousness of time's quick passing because there is a rapidly growing life in front of me. For now, to be aware of mortality, I have to work to be conscious of it. I do not want to take this time for granted any more than I would if I had a child. The breath in me now is just as valuable as the ones I will have when I'm a mother.