Time Marches On

That was it. The tears flowed. I picked up the little shirt, and buried my face in it, remembering how, when Will was first born, it was actually BIG on him. Now, nearly 20 pounds and over 12 inches later, it would never fit him! What a transformation! In just one year, my son has grown into an almost-toddler. I thought of all the times I held him over the past year, all the times I've rocked him, consoled him when he cried, and out of sheer joy just laughed out loud.

I don't know where the year has gone. I suspect that in a blink of an eye, my sweet baby will be 16 and asking for the keys to the car. I am saddened by the thought of that, wishing I could hold him in my arms forever. I am thankful that I've taken the time over the past year to hold him and rock him, and enjoy him as a baby. Time passes too quickly, and it's too easy to get caught up in other things. Then, before we know it, our babies are all grown up, and we wish for just one more moment with them. We wish we could hold them in our arms just one more time, but all we can do is hold them in our memories, and in our hearts. Thank goodness I'll have many memories of holding my sweet baby, when he's too old for mama to rock him to sleep.

This time, the t shirt made it into "the box." With tears still running down my cheeks, I gently placed it there, with all the other clothes my sweet baby boy will never wear again. But I think I might retrieve it. I think I might keep it as a reminder to continue to take the time to enjoy my child, because time passes too fast, and children grow up too quickly.

Happy Birthday, Sweet William! May you find as much joy in your lifetime as you've brought me during your first year!

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