Time Goes By

I have often said the older I get the faster time goes.  It seems like not that long ago I was graduating high school figuring out what I wanted to be when I grew up.  That was 12 years ago.  It also seems like I was just meeting the man I would eventually marry and make a family with.  That was 10 and a half years ago.  What's even harder to believe, is that it seems like yesterday I was sitting on my parents bed with my mama, at 3 in the morning,  watching Madea movies and all the Golden Girls episodes she had DVR'd while sitting beside my Dad waiting for him to take his last breath.  That was two years ago today.

Ironically I was doing the same thing at 7:55 this morning as I was that morning.  I had to leave their house just long enough to take Thing 1 to school. He was in kindergarten then.  I walked in with him that morning to tell the teacher that in the next few days he would be missing school because my Dad wouldn't be with us much longer. I came back out to my vehicle, to see a missed call from my mom telling me he was gone.  I walked in with him this morning just to see how he was doing in school so far.  Now he is in second grade. 

While it seems like those 2 years have flew by, it still seems like just yesterday.  Time doesn't heal all wounds, it heals some, and makes the rest a little easier to deal with.   It does however march on no matter what we do to try and stop it. 

Even though it has been 2 years since we lost my Daddy, he lives on in memories, and thoughts, and even in actions.  The grand kids show a lot of his characteristics.  We will continue to miss Daddy, and think about him everyday; but we will be able to deal with it a little easier. So for now I will squeeze my kids a little tighter tonight because time goes by and I won't have babies much longer.