How does it happen? How does time go by so quickly?
As I get older, the years peel away at such a rapid rate that it scares the pants off me...figuratively, of course. I know it’s proportional, to the number of years I’ve lived.
And I wouldn’t trade anything, change anything that has happened in my life because that would mean I wouldn’t be in this exact spot…right at this very minute, this split second even.
So how did it happen that my baby, my youngest, turned 19 years old today?
(Picture courtesy of Anne Geddes)
I woke him for work this morning. Not because he didn’t have an alarm set or isn’t responsible (well somewhat responsible) but because I wanted to do what I have done his whole life. I wanted to stare at him for a few moments, his gorgeous sleeping face, and his beautifully golden skin before lightly rubbing his back causing him to stir. Thinking to myself, how can I be anywhere else but right here, right now? And remembering just how he came to be.
Happy 19th Birthday darling boy! I’m so lucky and so proud of you!
I wish time would stand still just for a few moments, just so I can catch up to it.