I was de-decorating our tree today. Something I never look forward to as I find it extreamly depressing. Camden came in and asked what I was doing. I explained to him that Christmas was over and now it was time to take everything down.
"But, that's so sad." he said, mirroring my thoughts, exactly.
The start of a new year is always hard for me...the passing of time, never to be reclaimed.
Hours and moments spent with my babies; happy, carefree and innocent.
A reminder that these days will soon be only a memory, fading softer into the background with each passing day.
A subtle warning to find the joy every day holds and to take the time each day to realize the treasure that surrounds us.
To run the race.
And never give up.
Because we never get another chance...
3 comments:
These are my thoughts exactly the last week or so.
I have been shedding many tears over the thought of my kiddos getting older. I don't know if it's hormones, the new year, their birthdays, or if maybe God is showing me that I need to appreciate them more RIGHT NOW. I'm having a hard time not dwelling on the fact that it goes by too fast...
OH, all you dear children...your books of memories have only begun. Fill your books full as the time is coming when these memories will keep you living on and on and on....gathering more and more and more....for eternity~~~!
Well put Terah......
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