I remember it like it was yesterday. So, how are we already here?
It’s true if I could have frozen time, I’d be enjoying those little hands, those first wobbly steps, and those sweet little repeated prayers. I’d be getting endless cuddles and all the Eskimo kisses a mom could ever want.
But . . .
I’m glad I could never freeze time because if I could have and would have kept you little, I would be missing out on you. I’d be missing out on each of you. The you who you are and the you who you’re becoming.
The joy is that I have already experienced your tiny hands wrapped around my finger. And now . . . I see those same hands, once so small, doing things you don’t need me for at all. But, this isn’t sad . . . this is a joy to me.
You are growing, learning, and becoming who you’re meant to be. I’m seeing those little feet I watched learn to walk, those little kids I heard learn to talk . . . growing, running, and finding your way.
I’m so glad I couldn’t freeze time—I would have missed out on today.
All of the love, the talks, the fun we’ve had—I wouldn’t have experienced any of this . . . how sad. I think about the sweet moments with the baby-you, and I loved every moment—that’s the truth. I loved it so much I wanted to freeze time, but experiencing you now made me change my mind.
Previously published on the author’s blog
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