Just like that you’re six years old and you take a nap and you
Wake up and you’re twenty-five and your high school sweetheart becomes your wife
You just might miss your babies growing like mine did~ Kenny Chesney “Don’t Blink”
For many parts of the United States, tomorrow is the first day of the Spring semester. I’m seeing posts on social media about cleaning out backpacks and trying to get the kids to bed. I’m also seeing posts of parents commenting how happy they are the vacation is over.
I guess I don’t understand that. I treasure the time I spend with my kids. It seems like their childhoods have flown past. One day I’m chasing naked toddlers around the house. The next I have three graduations to attend. In between were the sleepless nights, the illnesses, the whining and complaining. The days that seemed to last forever. The calls from schools. Medical panics. And now, my house is quiet.
I’m excited to see them take off on their own. Watching them stretch their wings and seeing the early flights. There will undoubtably be some touch and gos in this process.
Parents, I urge you to see the uniqueness that is your child. Capture that in your heart so you can pull it out later when the house gets quiet. Don’t get so lost in the minute that you miss the moment.