Precious Times.

I miss the early days of my kids lives.

I'm so proud of how well they have

grown and created their own worlds.

My favorite days though will always

be the long, fun days spent with friends

and their kids, in the park, at the beach,

in each other's homes. Conversations

and dreams, support and compassion.

As all our kids got older, we drifted.

Then life changed. Most of my mama

friends went back to work but our little

family was larger, so I was home longer.

And I had income at home, so there was

not a need to leave our little nest until

the kids were older. I completed post

secondary, was offered a job before I

was ready, part time, then in time, full.

And then dh came home so youngest

dd could finish her homeschooling

journey. For 6 years, he was the dad

at home and I was the mom at work.

Then she was 18, he was headhunted

and bam! Both at work. I love our life.

But I do miss the days of hanging out

with out littles, chatting about life,

dreaming the future and holding on

to those precious moments. Memories.

Do you miss those early years?

Or do you cherish what is to come?

Namaste.

~ Chy