Last week, we hit a new milestone in our home. For the first time ever, we are parents of a six-year-old. He was one very excited kid as his birthday approached! It happened to fall on a snow day, so our family was home together and not having to move at the normal pace of chaos. (A) and I were still in our room around 7:00 discussing how to tackle the day when he came to the door VERY concerned. He was worried that he wouldn’t be able to get dressed, because he didn’t know if his clothes would fit anymore now that he was six. We got a good giggle out of the moment, and reassured him that while he was growing quickly, it wasn’t quite THAT quickly and the clothes that had fit yesterday, and earlier in the week would still be just fine.
As I continued scrolling through the pictures, I shed some
tears seeing my healthy, vibrant Granny from just a few short months ago, while
knowing now what health challenges she faces and the toll they have taken on
her. I wanted to cry again as I saw
pictures of him riding, grooming, and visiting with his sweet pony, Snoopy, who
lost a health battle also, right before Christmas. I watched (b) go from looking like a toddler,
to smiling and posing like a little boy, found pictures from the first day of
school, and many other milestones from the year. It was a stark reminder of how quickly things
can change, and it all happened right before my eyes.
365 days worth of pictures and a flood of emotions. The reality that our children are growing and
developing so quickly, and we can’t hold on to things and people we love
forever. I can’t control any of that,
but what I can control are the beautiful memories we are making. The big ones like trips together and
celebrations held, and the small ones like reading books, playing “bears”,
breakfast cupcakes, trick-or-treat cherry pie, and birthday dinner off paper
football plates. While my heart twinges
a little at how quickly things can change, I will cherish the changes happening
right before my eyes. I know in another
365 days I will be looking back again and my heart will play through another
wave of emotions that the memories bring.
“I thank my God every time I remember you.”
Philippians 1:3
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