Just a Swingin'. . . Through Time.

I don't remember what exactly we were talking about this particular day as I pushed my little man on the swing. But, I remember that I was completely taken with him ~ his silky shiny strawberry blond hair blowing in the breeze that the swing provided. And, he chattered on and on and on incessantly. I was listening to what he said, but only halfway. My thoughts were focused on capturing the moment forever in my memory ~ his hair, his voice, his enthusiasm, his childishness, his utter cuteness.




All of this I was trying to record forever.


Some days, I am simply overwhelmed by them and by the fact that time is literally slipping through my fingers.


Can't I somehow store these things, these moments somewhere in a bottle of sorts, that I can return to and visit whenever I'd like to ~ like when they are in their 30's? This morning, as I stared at a 16x16 inch picture of Joshua when he was 3 that hangs in our living room, I wished that his little 3 year old face, body, and voice could come back to me for a moment. That my little 3 year old Joshua could come running into my arms, talking to me in his 3 year old voice. And, I could hold him close and listen to him for a while. And, my heart, though so grateful to love him, hold him, and know him as a 6 year old was slightly saddened by the thought that I will never get to see him at age 3 again except in pictures. They are growing up so fast, and there is no going backward. I was reminded of this once again this week as Joshua and I discovered together that he has his first loose tooth. Soon even his precious little boy smile will grow up a bit. . .

Moral of the story. . .

Gotta live each day to the fullest!

These are such sweet days. . .


And, they will not last forever. . .

But, that is as it should be.

Life is good, really it is so good.