Day 2167 Sweetness

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I’m sure I’ve posted this photo before… but what the heck, it’s worth a repost! When my phone screen went wacky, I had to set a new screensaver, and this picture caught my eye as I scrolled through my options. Holy cow, this was a while ago… Swatch watch and all!

For the past few days, I’ve been smiling every time I open my phone, looking at my son’s sweet little face, those tiny fingers, and his pinchable, kissable cheeks. I remember those small fingers reaching into a kiddie pool to save a bumblebee in peril, only to be stung in the process. Those tiny hands grew, but the sweetness in his eyes is still there. I sometimes wonder how on earth I got so lucky to raise such amazing humans.

I’ll be visiting this sweet boy later this week, a grown man now, but in my eyes, this is how I’ll always see him. Life is funny that way: time moves slowly, then suddenly at warp speed, and we never seem to have control of the gas pedal. I look at my grandkids, growing right before my eyes, and realize that if I blink, they’ll be all grown up too.

So for now, I’ll embrace these sweet memories while cherishing every minute of today, trying to slow time down just a bit to keep my grandkids little… knowing I don’t stand a chance. Tim and I have turned into grandparents....and seniors (don't tell him)… what the heck! Neither of us feels it (other than a few crunchy bones here and there), but looking back at photos like this, there’s no denying the years behind us.

Still, my heart is full. If the years ahead hold even half the love of the ones behind us, I’d say we’re doing just fine. 

“Let us be grateful to the people who make us happy; they are the charming gardeners who make our souls blossom.” ~ Marcel Proust