The other day, I was enjoying a quiet moment at home. My 8-year-old son walked by. I grabbed him, tall as he is, and wrapped my arms around him pulling him down on my lap just like when he was little.
“Son,” I said, “you must stop growing up. I don’t want you to get big and leave me!”
He smiled and looked back at me with the reply, “Don’t worry, Mom. I still have 10 whole years before I turn 18.”
Thinking of how swiftly the first eight have passed and realizing my time with him is half gone, I told him that was just not long enough!
“But, Mom,” he answered incredulously, “that’s a decade!”
I couldn’t help but laugh.
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