This popped up in I-Phone memories today. Christopher was 4 years old, sitting in the grass in the front yard of our old house on Sunset Avenue. It was a beautiful Spring day, full of promise and hope and a little boy who loved sitting outside and chatting with his Mom. I remember this moment with absolute joy.
So many things would change soon after. We moved away 5 months later to a big house in a new neighborhood (at the time this pic was taken, we hadn't even started looking yet or had even thought about it), Topher grew a few more inches and started Pre-K at Sci-Tech School, and then a few years later our family would separate again and live in 2 other different big houses. So many changes, both on the inside and the outside of all of us. I wish I could go back again, just to give Little Mister a big bear hug and lie in the grass next to him, if only for a few minutes. Imagining this would be our forever home to watch them grow up in. Imagining life would always be the same and he wouldn't really grow up and become a young man. We would dish about the day and find funny shapes in the clouds above and watch the birds fly overhead or the pretty sunset, maybe giggle at a silly joke. Life would be carefree and fun and full of love, sounds of laughter and little giggles. We would be besties again.
I would cherish every precious single moment. Give each moment my full attention and not look away for a second.
I miss those days so much it, it hurts my heart sometimes. Change is inevitable. The little days don't last. We blink, and they are gone.
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