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Wednesday, January 22, 2014

Time passes quickly

As I looked out my front window last night, watching my three children frolic in the snow, I realized - this may be the last time I ever get to see all of my children, as "children," playing together.

My son is 21, home on leave from the Navy.  He's not a "children" anymore.  He's a grown man. Something, that even though he's been out of the house since December 2011, I've never completely gotten a grasp on. He's a man.

Since he's been home, we've had our first beer together.  We went to Atlantic City.  He tried his first Martini and had his first crack at a casino. Yes, maybe I've introduced him to the world's evils all at once - but he got to see it as I want him to.  In moderation.  One martini, not 12.  $20 bucks to gamble...not a week's salary and once it's gone, it's gone.  (Yes, I'm a wimp.  I don't like to set my money on fire.)  We had a beautiful dinner with amazing friends and enjoyed each other.  That's how life should be. Family, friends, fun. Close, quality time.

It's hard for me to not be choked up writing this.  Even as I watched out the window, I didn't see a grown man playing in the snow with his two little sisters.  I saw my little boy, rolling in the snow - making snow angels, building forts and having snow ball fights.  I saw my little boy coming into the house drenched in snow, freezing - looking for mommy hugs and a giant hot chocolate.

Yes, the tears are flowing now.

My little boy is a grown man.  He will be leaving in just a day's time to report back for duty.  The next time I see him home - for any period of time - he may not want to frolic in the snow with his sisters.  He may be tired and just want to relax in front of the TV.  A grown man, tired after a long day's work.

I watched them; he, his little sister and the short one - soon to be his official little sister in just a few short months.  They sledded.  They threw snow.  They laughed - they got mad at each other as one jammed snow down the back of the other.

And then they came in... 

Drenched in snow.  Looking for warm mommy hugs and hot chocolate.
...But he wanted Bailey's in his.

Time passes by so quickly.

Suck up each and every second that passes.

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  1. What a nice moment to bookmark in your memory bank.

  2. I'm tearing up with you! Great post and they do grow up so fast. Enjoy the last moments of childhood together before he leaves. xo

  3. One good thing about siblings is that when they're together it is easy to become "kids" again! I'm sure your son will always goof around with his sisters... especially when it has been a while since he's seen them!


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