When my children were preschoolers, the grandmother across the street from me regularly admonished me to enjoy my time while the boys were little, because it would pass all too quickly. Her gentle prodding shaped the way I faced each day, and I'm grateful for it. Lately, I heard a proverb that summarized Miss Lillie's sentiments. "The minutes drag, but the days fly." It's all too true...
Happy 16th birthday, Ash, my youngest son.
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