Life goes so fast. I was laughed at the other day when I saw a young mother hold up her baby and give a sweet little squeeze, "Hang on to her, the next thing you'll know she'll be asking for the car keys". As I walked away, i heard her mudder to a friend...(something like..'whatever lady').
Time does go fast. Or, it goes slow.
If I were to guess, it would be fast.
A seedling were my kids once. The day I found out with each, the ticking time clock would begin to roll. My blessing so far they all live good and rich lives. The baby now, off leading a life of train conducting has taken a route of his very own. Th eldest is now waking from his encapsulation, childhood, and the years of homecooked meals. The middle, getting ready to be the next face that changes golf (I hope).
