I don't really know how time gets away from a person. I have those days at work where I look down and its five or I'm laughing with a good friend and glance at the clock and its after midnight...but somehow 13 years slipped through my fingers like sand. How did it go by so quickly? 13 years is not a blink of the eye...so I'm confused and scared. Confused that time seems to have vanished and scared because it means I only have five years left.
F-I-V-E. In 5 years Luke will be going off to college. We only have 5 years left to turn him to a young man ready to leave home and set off into the world. Yes, we hope that he will stay at Auburn but he wants to go to Duke...or Kentucky...or LSU? Yes my child wants to go to LSWHO! ...in FIVE years.
THREE...in 3 years my son is legal to drive. Drive a car! Well of course he wants a truck, but in any case an automobile. A car? Luke will leave my driveway and so will my heart, soul, and mind. What about drunk drivers, and people who text and drive, or the person who runs that light, or the rain...How will I survive that worry?
Time keeps on slipping into the future and its faster than I can handle. I need a hand break or at least an "oh crap" bar to hold on to- because its all too fast. My baby isn't a baby any more. He's a young man. A teenager. Wow.
Momma's hug your babies a little harder when you leave for work. Play in the floor with them just a few minutes longer. Watch them practice what they love. Time transforms those babies into young men...and soon my young man will be a young adult, leaving home.
I can't believe it...13. They grow up too fast. Don't blink
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