Ten Weeks Gone

It began at Christmas, and the end seemed so far away.

Bags and boxes were unpacked, furniture moved and rearranged, and 

changes became routine.

There were sleepless nights, sunny days perfect for walks in the park and around the neighborhood, first visits to the playground, and a long weekend for a road trip.  We had so much time to be together.

There were ice days,

and snow days,

and more snow days,

We awaited the New Year and the groundhog; celebrated  Mardi Gras, 

Valentine's Day, St. Patrick's Day, milestones and birthdays. 

There were a lot of pizza creations

(another story for another time)

  

and nights of manic kitchen fun.

  

We know, though, time has a mind of his own; he is in constant forward motion... seconds turn to minutes, minutes to hours, hours to days, days to weeks, and weeks to months.  We think we have forever, then forever is gone.  

In the end we watched our children reunite, then, with a full heart, bid them farewell,

 as they returned to their home and life.

The house is now silent... no more early wake-up calls.

No more late night talks.

It is bittersweet,

but it is how it is suppose to be.

I have a happy heart to have lived it;

and, I have memories to make me smile.

Cherish each moment with those you love.