We are heading home today. It’s the end of a wonderful few days in Colorado.
And I am nostalgic. Sitting here, sipping coffee, thinking back on the last few days … hanging out with my 21 year old daughter, Emily, and her delightful friends.
Yesterday, we were downtown … for the anticipated trip to the candy store. And while there, I was startled by how quickly Emily’s face seemed to change.
One minute, I could see her face just as she was when she was a toddler. Full of mischief. And fun.
Then the very next minute, she transformed and all I saw was her 21 year old face …
Enjoying her ice cream, I was flushed with memories of her childhood …
With her friends, all grown up again …
She has been coming to Estes Park since she was just a child …
But she is no longer a child …
On days like today, especially today … I wish she could stay forever twenty-one. But that’s just the mom in me. I can’t turn back time. I can’t make life stand still. I can’t make her forever twenty-one.
So, I’ll take today. And I’ll squeeze out the joy.
I thank God for all the sweet memories … those now past … and those yet to come.
