Random thought...

Time goes where it always does: into the past like grains of sand slowly blowing away, with only our memories to remind us of moments, commonplace then, but precious in retrospect.

The above was my response to my wife telling me that our son was feeding himself scrambled eggs and drinking out of his sippy cup all by himself. No need for her to do anything but give more food if requested. She commented that he seemed so big now and she asked "where does the time go?"

Every moment of our lives little things go by. Some good some bad, but always what was meant for you. Enjoy your life. If more people took the time to stop slow down and savor each moment that passes into the maw of the past, there would not be time for all the ugliness and pain that they run so hard from...

Now for a taste of things to come

My Boy turns 1 today.

One year.
Where did the time go?
Is this going to be what its like when...
I seem him drive alone for the first time?
tells me about this girl...
heads off to college... or the military...
calls me to tell me that his wife is pregnant...

where does the time go?
why are there so many good and wonderful memories that seem a ripple in the river of time...

why cant I slow it down and savor each one...