My children seem so little right now.
I love it and wouldn’t want it any other way.
Recently enough however, our family and I were invited to five different high-school graduation parties for children my husband and I have seen grow up before our eyes.
My husband and I have been married for almost 18-years and have attended the same church in that same amount of time, so many of these families are part of our family.
I remember 8+ years ago, holding my first son in my arms and thinking how as I knew he was going to grow up, I would cherish memories, remember dates, and recall moments in time when precious events of his life happened.
Eight years, two more children later, I kick myself for not grabbing the camera and capturing moments while they happen so I can remember them. So is the story of every momma who fells the same way right?
Our family attended a graduation party at our church for twelve (12!) graduating seniors. Many of them created boards of accomplishments, showcased photos of themselves as children, and displayed honors, achievements, and the important things of life that a high school graduate wants people to know about him or her.
I have ten years left until my oldest will be a graduating senior.
It seems almost surreal just writing that sentence.
Although there are plenty of blogs with words of wisdom for the graduating senior, or collegiate, or mommy letting their 18-year old grown “baby” off to college, I offer one piece of advice:
It will always be there, and eventually, (even if it seems to be horrible at the moment) it will be for your good.