Some people sing “Happy Birthday” to their children on – well, their birthdays. Not me, I’m singing a tear-filled rendition of “Sunrise, Sunset.”
It’s so weird, I spent a lot of years yearning for my kids to get older and turn into people, now I can’t help lamenting over “tiny hands and feet.”
Last week my youngest son turned 21 – 21!!!! I still can’t believe it – for so many reasons…and again I was melancholy over all the years gone by, but this time it wasn’t because of his age – it was because I remembered mine!