Today at the pool as I quickly showered myself and my 3 girls, dressed, combed hair, and periodically checked on my son who sat outside the women's locker room patiently waiting for us (a gift from God to his future wife), an older woman that had been quietly grooming herself in the mirror stopped to impart some words of wisdom...
"You know honey, one day they'll be all grown up and you'll hardly know what to do with yourself."
I politely chuckled and watched her walk out and for a moment relished the day "they'd be all grown up". Then my thoughts trailed to that woman and I wondered, would there come a day that I "would hardly know what to do with myself"? Would I ever become so idle that I long for the past and have trouble bidding time in the present?
God knows I long for things like my own water bottle, and the freedom to eat a cookie without then having to give everyone a cookie and suffer the consequences of adding sugar to chaos!