Over the weekend, I was fortunate to visit with a young lady who was the flower girl in my wedding. My husband and I have been married almost eleven years and I think she was nine years old at the time of the wedding. Where are the years going? It just blew my mind that she has finished her sophomore year in college.
When I went to bed that night I had the worst time falling asleep. In fact, I was wide awake until after 1am. During this time of sleeplessness, it dawned on me that my oldest son is almost the same age as our flower girl (at the time of our wedding). I almost had a sense of panic. How could this be? How did eleven years fly by so quickly? She was only nine and now she is nearing 20!!! Our oldest son is eight. I know that the next eleven years will go even faster than the past. It made my heart hurt when I thought about him being in high school. Some how I need to freeze time! I absolutely cannot stand the thought that in eleven years our children will be 19, 16, and 14. It just doesn't seem possible. I know we will always be their parents, but their time under our roof is so limited.
I hope to live well into my nineties or longer. So to think that I only have my children under my direct care for 20ish years, seems so short. Is that really enough time for me to teach them every thing they need to know? What if I forget something? What if I could have done a better job? Yes, these are thoughts that were actually going through my mind that night. This happens every so often. I will start thinking about silly things like how many weekends we have until our oldest son leaves for college. I know...there are so many other things I could be doing with my time. But I can't help it...I am very sentimental.
Well since I have myself all teary-eyed again, I might as well add some "then and now" pictures. :)