by Fran McNabb
Ever wonder where the years have gone. If you’re in your
twenties or even thirties, you may not be spending time on this question, but
if you’re over fifty, it’s a different story. One moment you’re thinking you
have your entire life ahead of you, and then, boom, you wake up one morning and
you’re retired or getting near retirement.
her baby.
Where did those years go?
If I’m serious with myself, I realize those years didn’t
just vanish. They were lived. That young lady who had a baby over forty years
ago lived each day that went by. Those days might be a blur today, but they
weren’t blurs back then. Each day was lived and cherished. Each little thing
that my two boys did as they grew into young men was a wonderful experience,
and even though the moments seemed to fly by, they did exist.
I look at this sweet niece and realize she too will
make those same kinds of memories, and one day she’ll look back on these
exciting days in store for her, and, like me, will wonder where those days
went. Let’s hope she and all the young ladies about to start a family will live
and cherish each day with their little ones because one day they will be just
memories.
Does that make me sad? Certainly not. Those two boys of mine
are now giving me memories with their sons! Can't get better than that.
FRAN MCNABB spent most of her life on the Gulf Coast where
she and her husband raised two boys. They now have two grandsons. She
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Great post. I know how you feel. my youngest son is getting married in 6 weeks and I don't know how that is possible. He was 6 a few days ago.
ReplyDeleteKathye, congratulations on the wedding of your son. I guess it's true that the older we get the faster the years go by.
DeleteThis so hits home, Fran. My grandson just turned 18 and is growing a beard! You're right, though. It doesn't make me sad. I love witnessing the continuity of the generations. Lovely post.
ReplyDeleteI remember when my boys were babies I used to say I loved the new age they'd gotten to. Each stage was exciting and each one was my "favorite."
DeleteGood one, Fran. Brings back so many memories - like the time my best friend since grade 7 told me her niece was about to have a baby. No! It couldn't possibly be true. Only a blink ago she was a cute little 3 year old flower girl at my wedding. Time flies! But in a good way.
ReplyDeleteCheryl, I agree. It seems only a blink of an eye and we're watching a younger generation do the things we used to do.
DeleteI'm in that in-between stage: over 50 but no grandkids yet (and I'm not in any rush). And I have a grandnephew who became a daddy last year. Yikes! Still, I enjoy every age I achieve. Lots of people don't get to reach them.
ReplyDeleteYes, so true. So many of our friends and acquaintances are no longer with us so it's a good thing we are here, no matter how old or what stage we're in.
DeleteHi Fran--
ReplyDeleteI love how you say the years didn't vanish, but they were lived. That is such a nice way to view time that has passed and happy memories from those years. Oh, I also love your photo above.
Victoria--
Lovely piece, Fran. Your great niece might be intrigued reading this if she hasn't already. I think it's so tempting when we're young with our babies to wish that time away and look forward to when the babies are older and able to be on their own. I would have appreciated hearing how special each age is. But I may not have believed it. Back when my children were babies, the future always seemed more interesting.
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