Yesterday David was waiting on the porch for me to refill his bucket with clean rinse water. I looked up from the sink and he had his nose pressed against the window to check on me...and I had a sudden, involuntary flash-forward to the young man he is becoming. My heart squeezed as I looked at that bare, skinny body with the faint muscle definitions of a strong young boy and that wet, tousled hair and I willed time to slow down just a little...
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You can will time slower but it won't work.......savor each moment and waste not a minute! (You are always going to be amazed at your children, even when they are grown up)
What a sweet comment from your mom!!! She's so sweet!
Well put, Marsel!
I know exactly how you feel.
If only we could push the pause button. My baby is almost 33 years old, & I still aee him as a 5 yr. old in my dreams.
This is such a sweet post.
Thanks for your stopping & commenting on mine. I always appreciate knowing someone cares enough to comment! Bless you & yours!
I've been feeling that way about my boys lately too. Two of my boys fit my shoes now; but I just love that their fingers are still sticky and soft when they try to see if their fingers are longer than mine.
How I understand.
Oh, I am right there with you! Timothy is turning 7 next week, so our boys are close in age. I keep feeling the same way.
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