The last twelve years flashed in front of my eyes Wednesday.
Nearly-forgotten memories resurfaced from way back… from way back in time, and from way back within my memory.
–The chubby cheek, nearly bald days.
–The blonde-haired, long-lashes days.
–Singing while playing with his Legos and Hot Wheels days.
–His first soccer game when he was five.
–The day he drove off in the driver’s seat alone.
–His eye injury a few months ago.
As I stood back, eyes filled with tears of joy and humbling reality, watching our youngest during his Senior photo shoot, these memories and many more melted this heart of mine.
“How did we get here? How did twelve years go by so quickly? How??”
Zach did too. He was so natural in front of the camera. This might have been some of the best four hours of his life. He’ll always remember how special and important our photographer made him feel. I’ll always remember it too.
His last year of high school begins this week. Tears again come as I’m filled with all sorts of emotions.
Mamas, I don’t need to tell you this, but I will anyway. Cherish every moment with your children. Every. Single. One. Don’t miss a thing. Take lots of photos. Record precious moments (that’s why I originally began this blog). Hug those babies as much as you can. They grow up way too fast.
I couldn’t be more proud of this young man whom I call my son. I am humbly grateful to be his mom, and I look forward to celebrating every moment of his Senior year with him.
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