Today my daughter celebrates her 19th birthday. Wow. How did that happen? How did 19 years pass so quickly?
I made a conscious choice years ago to stay home and raise my children. Since I was orphaned as a little girl, I felt like I was kind of cheated out of the whole family thing and decided I didn't want to miss a single minute with my own children.
When I have a baby, I spend the first six weeks staring at the baby, trying to memorize every little detail. I hardly do anything else but just hold and cuddle my new baby. And yet, that time flies by.
While my kids are growing, I spend my time watching them, playing with them, reading to and with them, helping them develop their talents, and teaching them to work. Yet, I feel as though time slips away so fast. Where does it go? Is there some place where time goes and stacks up and I could borrow some of it back?
When I was a kid it took forever for Christmas to arrive and then it took forever for summer break. Now, I feel like I put the Christmas decorations away only to turn around a month later and get out the kiddie pool and a month later it's back to the Christmas decorations.
Anyone know how to slow time?