Day 961 1994

 

I love it when photo memories pop up and take me back to happy days. This one must have been 1994 a trip to Florida for my friend Libby's wedding. My son Seth would have been four years old, still small enough for me to carry, and so darn cute. It feels as if it was just last week that I held my kids in my arms, and in the blink of an eye, they grew up! Now, it's my grandkids who are growing at such a rapid pace, almost faster than my brain can handle.

Last night, I had my two oldest grandsons over for dinner, and I can’t help but be shocked every time I see them. Cash is now well over 6 feet tall, and Link is just a smidge shorter than me! I feel like the stereotypical grandma, marveling at how quickly the kids grow, but it’s a real thing! They seem to only stay little for about two minutes before growing into giants.

I miss the days of Play-Doh, dinosaurs, and coloring. Even our youngest grandson is already four years old!! Time moves so quickly, and before I know it, he'll be grown up too! 

When my grandsons and I got together last night, we talked about sports—baseball, soccer, golf, and of course, hockey. They’re both sporty guys with packed practice schedules to match. I remember those days... driving all over creation for practices and games. It’s amazing how parents manage to pack it all in—school, practices, family time—and somehow, everyone still manages to eat dinner and have clean clothes!

These days, Tim and I don’t have much running around to do. We can eat out anytime, no practice schedules looming over us. The lazy days we have now feel like a well-deserved break, after years of being on the go. Still, as nice as those lazy days are, I'd trade one of them for just one more day of holding my kids and reading one more bedtime story. It’s the little moments that stay with you the longest.

As time marches on, I realize how precious each stage of life is. I’m grateful for these years spent with my children, and now, my grandkids. They’ve grown in the blink of an eye, and while I may sometimes long for the past, I know I am exactly where I’m supposed to be—cherishing every moment.