That moment when time passes you by.
I blink and I’m nearly 30. (Wednesday)
I blink again and my son is nearly 3. (Friday)
Let me get my cliche on here.
Children will make time go by faster than you knew possible. Sure, there are really long days/nights/weeks/moments that can crawl by. But then sometimes things just get in a groove and you work and weekend and laugh and cry and let the days fly by and suddenly your kid is talking in full sentences and using the toilet and taking Spanish and French lessons at school (um, what?).
As these upcoming birthdays approach I find myself trying to reflect more. When I do find a few moments to do so all I can do is be grateful. I won’t go on to list all my blessings here but dang, I am lucky. I’m not saying my life is shiny and perfect, but it’s the perfect one for me.
OK, mushy post over.































