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?
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.
