The Blink of an Eye
I’m feeling quite melancholy today.
My oldest leaves 8th grade today. Next stop High School.
It seems like it was just a few years ago that I held the most amazingly beautiful newborn baby boy in my arms.
I helped him learn to walk and talk. I kissed his boo-boos and made sure he ate vegetables.
Seems like it was just months ago that he was my friend Lane’s ring-bear.
Now, he’s taller than me. About to embark on the last 4 year voyage of childhood into the land of adults.
It seems too soon.
I’m not ready.
He is, and I guess that’s what really matters.