The Years are Short

I don't recall where I heard it exactly, but it sticks with me and runs through my head at least 22.5 times a day. 

"The days are long but the years area short." 

Oh my, how true this is. It comes to me in the quiet sweet moments and in the screaming, loud, chaotic moments that make up our days. My world was rocked last week as we celebrated with my little E man. He turned 4. FOUR. As in, four whole big years ago we welcomed him into the world on that snowy Sunday morning a week before we thought he would actually arrive. It's been 4 years since Klondike (aka: the white wonder dog) lost his place as our child and became our dog. It's been 4 years since we drove out of the parking garage at Baptist Hospital forever changed and drove down West End with everyone else whose lives were the same.. they were simply taking a lunch break at noon on a Tuesday.  But not us.. not our lives. We were now responsible for a small, helpless human handpicked by God to be raised by us.  To this day it still perplexes me at how the world goes on as usual when miracles like this happen everyday. Amazing. 

When I ask how 4 years have gone by so quickly, my Mr. Literal simply replied, "Well, I had 4 birthdays mama! Now I'm 4!" And oh the excitement in his voice. He's so proud to be growing up. So eager to be big and do things like "go to high school and have my own iPad and be able to watch the Monster Truck movie whenever I want to". (Yep, exact quote from my 4 going on 40 child)  

Gosh I wish I could explain to him that growing big isn't always wonderful. It's not as glamorous as it seems. Somewhere along the way the magic changes into reality and you have to actually be "big".   And the "big" years last longer than the "little" years. You can't go back, no matter how hard you try.

Here's to you my son. Here's to your enthusiasm at little things, your tender heart, your passion for mighty machines and how you can light up a room with your garage door dance. (That's his signature dance move, ask him about it next time you see him!) May you always carry the same if not more joy with you as you grow to be that big boy you long to be.  Hang on though, soon you will see... "The days seem long, but the years are short."