I have been sick for the last few days, so blogging has taken a bit of a backseat..
I wrote this awhile back, but was reminded again about how fast things change, and how quickly my daughter is growing up. it can be overwhelming when I look and instead of my baby crawling around the house, I see my little girl turning into a beautiful young lady...one I am so proud of.
Every now and then I need to be reminded to "live" between the blinks, and to make each one of them count.
Between the Blinks
I can’t change it, no matter how hard I try.
I wrote this awhile back, but was reminded again about how fast things change, and how quickly my daughter is growing up. it can be overwhelming when I look and instead of my baby crawling around the house, I see my little girl turning into a beautiful young lady...one I am so proud of.
Every now and then I need to be reminded to "live" between the blinks, and to make each one of them count.
Between the Blinks
I blinked…that is all I did, nothing special...just a blink.
And 10 years were gone.
My baby who was so small and helpless is now a beautiful
little girl, so curious about the world around her.
Wanting to try everything (except food) new! She wants to
explore, to help others, to be something great!
And all I want her to do, is sit on my lap and let me hold
her for just one minute longer, to whisper I love you and hear her sweet voice
say it back to me.
I want to re-watch every moment of her life…to be able to
see her learn to walk, hear her 1st words again, to just be able to
recapture her early years!
While I know that what I want is unattainable, I am
realizing that it will happen again all too soon.
I will blink and she
will be graduating high school, learning to drive, finding love, getting
married, and having her own family.
It’s all just a Blink away!
What I can change is what I do between the blinks! I can
make memories that will last a life time.
Memories that she will share with her
children just like I share with her about my mom and dad.
Memories filled with laughter
and love. Memories filled with family dinners and game nights.
Memories of
spending time at our church as a family! Memories that remind her that no
matter where she is, she is always loved.
That’s all I can do, it is my greatest responsibility, my
calling, because I am a MOM :)
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