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  • My youngest grandson just started crawling, and it is making me sad. He is growing too fast! I want to reach up and dig my fingers into the swirling, storm clouds passing overhead and hold them back. I want to fly around the earth backwards and rewind the time. Seems like just last week he was just a preemie bundle, and yesterday he was smiling at me with six Chicklet teeth, and now he's moving and crabbing on his own to reach his toys, get where he wants to go.

    When I was young, I want the world to catch up to the speed of my anticipations and expectations. Now, I want to hit the pause button and take a deep breath, ground myself in today so I can take it all in and impress it upon my mind, my heart, my soul. I don't want to forget or miss a single nanosecond. I want to enjoy William before he goes off to college or I grow too old to play with him on the floor.

    Time to stop me and force myself to stay in this moment, stay in this day. It's the only thing I can do... unless someone has a time machine out there? A Way-Back machine? No, huh? Oh well.
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