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Sunday, August 14, 2011

Where, oh where did the time go?

I sit alone these days with two empty rooms in my house. There are tell-tale signs that they were once used extensively- my son's and daughter's bedrooms. I remember with a smile on my face the many times the three of us spent together. Boy, do I miss those cherished moments.

I can also sit back with pride knowing that they've grown up and are living happy, productive lives.

Where did the time go - Infancy, childhood carefree days, daycare, elementary school, highschool, university, the vacations, holidays, parties. . . I could go on and on but that would make me feel old. :))

When I was a young mother, I could never imagine the day my children would leave home and start a life on their own. I remember them saying, "I'm never going to leave home, Mom. I'm going to live with you forever." I guess I heard it so many times that I started to believe it.

I'm beaming with pride today knowing my children are happy but a piece of my heart is sad because I no longer see them on a daily basis. I can only be here if they ever need me and support them along life's journey.

To all young mothers out there . . . Cherish every moment while your children are still young and take lots of pictures because it helps to remember the early years. Time stands sill for no one and your children grow up so fast.

Empty Nest Syndrome does make a visit when your children move away from home but the love you have for them remains forever and helps you get through the lonely times!

John and Jen as infants

 Childhood years

John and Jen today.

Where did the time go? How fast time flies by!

"Your children are not your children.
They are the sons and daughters of Life's longing for itself.
They come through you but not from you,
And though they are with you, yet they belong not to you. . .

For life goes not backward nor tarries with yesterday.
You are the bows from which your children as living arrows are sent forth.
The archer sees the mark upon the path of the infinite, and He bends you with
His might that His arrows may go swift and far.
Let your bending in the archer's hand be for gladness;
For even as he loves the arrow that flies, so He loves also the bow that is stable."
by Kahlil Gibran