Childhoodtake2!

Every Friday we unite for five minutes to write on one word. Only five minutes, that's all we get, that's all we have. And then, right where we are, no edits or second-thoughts, we publish those words. This week, we write on wait.

Go.

I feel like I am always behind.
Always one step behind your crazy fast feet, your crazy fast mind, your milestones.
I find myself wanting to shout, slow down and wait for me!
But, I know you are set to your own pace,
your own rhythm.
You have your own beat.
Anna, yours is slow and deliberate, but still too fast for mom.
Your maturity and ability to take in adult information is so crazy.
But you have set your own speed on Anna time.
Cole, yours is much faster, much more upbeat and at times reckless but not because you are ready.
You don't have to wait for me.

This week, I said goodbye to a woman who was taken too young, fought her fight and her body is finally resting.
She said goodbye to this life, to her husband and to three little faces that will always remember how much she loved them.
And more than ever it hit me how much life does not wait.
Not for me, not for you, not for anyone.

And so my little faces, you don't have to wait for me.
The truth is, I will never be ready for your next step.
I will forever see you as the little faces I brought into this world.
I will forever think I can hold you in my arms and rock you.
Life doesn't wait, time rushes on, and nothing sits still.
So stamp your feet to your rhythm.
I will be there with you.
You don't have to wait for me.

Stop.