Where Does Time Go?

Why can't I seem to get as much done in a day as I used to? It just doesn't fit in anymore. Kind of reminds me of opening a jar of marshmellow cream. Time flows out and you can't fit it back in where it was before.
I have been experiencing some terrible pain in the groin when I try to walk. It started happening after a game of kickball with my students. At first I thought I had just pulled a muscle or something. It was very difficult to take the first few steps after getting up. Then it started to get worse and worse. I had also been walking on the treadmill and had started to walk on an incline, so I wondered if that was irritating some muscle or something. The pain got worse as time went on. Three weeks later I was still having trouble walking. After weeks of rest and medication I decided to go to the doctor to have it checked out. X-rays show the hip and pelvis are in fine condition, so we suspect tendonitis. I put heat on it last night, and will take it easy for a few more days. Doctor said no more kickball or inclined walking, but when it feels better I can go back to biking and walking on the level. Hopefully it will start to heal so I can get back to normal walking again.
The past week brought some sad news to our family. We lost a great friend when our home teacher passed away. Bro. Thomas has been our faithful home teacher for 20 years. He very seldom missed coming each month. Even when his companion, Bro. Law, when on his three mission, Ted continued to come with other companions. One year he brought along his wife, Fae, and we enjoyed their visits so much. Another year he came with Dixion Peacock, another year with Al Lemons. Ted wasn't much of a talker because of his trach, but he would talk with us. He laughed and joked with the kids. He loved our kids so much and they loved him, and would joke right back. They all teased each other with love. We have watched as both Ted and Bro. Law have aged, but their love for our family has never dimmed. We were saddened when Ted needed to move to a place where his personal needs could be better met. We have missed his visits, and we know he has missed seeing our kids. We were honored to have him as our home teacher. He told us of times when he was asked to switch to other families, but he insisted if he didn't come to the Labrum's he wouldn't go home teaching. What a great man and example he has been to us. We know how much he missed is wife after her death. We know he is most likely giving her hugs and cussing her out for leaving him alone. We know he knows how much we love him.