The passage of time

This #thankyouthursday, I am grateful for the passage of time.

B recently turned 13 months old, and he continues to grow. I’m glad because growth is healthy, but also sad because as he becomes new versions of himself, the earlier versions vanish, relegated to the archives of memories and photo albums.

Still, I am grateful for the passage of time.

Yesterday I visited a good friend and met her newborn daughter. I was able to vividly recall my own experience with a newborn baby, and I was surprised to realize I am glad that time is gone. Even though I appreciated that time when it was happening; even though I grieved it when it left.

Parenting, like the rest of life, is hard at every stage, and also rewarding at every stage, and also every stage will pass.

I am grateful for all that.

Love > fear,
Christina