Or does it?
This weekend I got to visit briefly with a friend who looked at our kids and said, “Enjoy this time. Eventually it will be hard to get them to slow down long enough to hang out with you…” At first I just chalked the comment up as number one bazillion and one. But then something occurred to me. Though we were sitting there together and he was talking to me, he was far away in another time reliving special moments. The look in his eyes told me that was not unique. Pretty much every time someone had relayed the same message they had had the same look. I had just not paid attention. But now as his voice and expression made it clear to me that the sight of my precious family had stirred a special memory in him I began to understand. Sure, the basic message of fleeting time is still there, but the memories flooding the hearts of people who have watched their families grow up and out are especially poignant.
I wonder why number one bazillion and one struck me differently than all the rest? I would love to pridefully say that it has something to do with the fact that he realized our little family is so beautiful that it has become the recruiting poster for fond family memories for other who want especially idealistic memories. That’s what I would like to say. But that’s just so I wouldn’t have to admit that the comments hit home because I see my kids growing so fast, and that time really is fleeting, and that I too have times when my eyes glaze over and my mind is flooded in a mist of memories.
Nope, I’ll stick with the prideful recruiting poster thing.