This sweet boy is turning 15. I can’t believe how fast time goes by. Last night we went to celebrate his birthday at a restaurant and as I watch him looking at the menu all these memories of this little boy came in a flash.
Time is flying. As I get older this summer, I turn 62 I come to realize Where am I at this point in my life? Besides thinking of retirement next year. I know I have plenty of ideas I would like to do.
I feel my life has been a blessing with ups and downs. I have a job that I loved, a home, 38 years of marriage with a lovely husband, and my children and grandchildren. What else do I want? Hm… I still think of that little boy holding on to my knees, wanting to be picked up. I don’t want to feel I’m running out of time. Do I?
For now, happy birthday to my grandson. He deserves the best of the best. This boy has a caring heart. He cares about everyone in his life. We are important to him. He’s loving, compassionate, and incredibly smart. He’s a blessing in our life.