25 January 2007
Time is Fleeting
I was sitting here today thinking of how fast time flies. How my daughter was a baby only a moment ago, a sweet little girl with piggy tails who loved broccoli & her babies, and always ready for a hug. Now she's 13 with a sassy bob who still loves broccoli & her babies have a loving place on her bed. But she's also smart, sometimes wise, overtly sassy, highly independent (she can cook a mean breakfast), and sometimes wants nothing to do with me. How did the time fly by so very fast? How is it that in only a few years time she'll be going off to college? As I sit and await the arrival of this new baby, I can't help but realize just how quickly he too will be up walking & talking, and before I know it dating & driving. I don't feel any older (and don't look much older than goodness) than when I had my daughter 13 years ago, so how is it possible that much time has actually gone by? And did I spend those years the best way I could? Have I been raising her to be kind & make wise choices? Am I a good mom? Can I be better?