Weirdest thing how quickly time flies. On one hand, as a kid I thought each day felt like a week. how much longer until Sat, when I can sleep in and go rollerskating (at Playland)? The magic of no responsibilities.
These days, sleeping in is like 7:30 or whoa 8am! The magic! Or sleeping through the night, for that matter.
But really, how quickly am I already 38? And my oldest is on the edge of turning 6. When did that happen? When did she get old enough to have a music preference on my car radio? and when did she start enjoying 80s Rap?
then I ask the questions- am I doing this Motherhood thing right? I only get one shot. One opportunity to leave a lasting mark on her heart- weaving her into a young lady that believes first in herself and in her God-given abilities, and then leaving space for Jesus in her heart. And the park, swimming, jumping off the sofa...things my Kindergarden'er loves.
things that she will look back on and hopefully have fond memories of mom and dad and home.
We each get the same 24 hours in a day. I try to use my time well- unlike spending my money well, I at least try to use discretion with my time and the quality of the impact I am making on my precious.
