My ten-year old said, “Mom, I think I talk to you more than a lot of kids my age talk to their families. And I like it that way.”
My four-year old was just born, exactly one blink ago.
My fourteen year old will be in college in a blink.
And I thought about the three of them as I heard this song by Steven Curtis Chapman on the radio:
The days are short and absolutely flying past. I’m so thankful to be here, watching them grow up. I have been truly blessed.