My son is 3 1/2. The time goes by so very, heartbreakingly fast. I feel like I've missed so many moments that I can never get back. I found this online & I loved its honesty. Its how I'm feeling...
If I could do it over...
I would have lectured less and listened more.
I would have sat on the lawn with my children and not worried about grass stains.
I would have cherished every silly story & wide-eyed wonder.
I would have had more patience & self control.
I would have chosen gentleness & words seasoned with grace.
I would have taken every opportunity to hold my child close.
When my kids kissed me impetuously, I would never have said, "Later. Now go get washed up for dinner."
There would have been many more "I love you's" and "I'm sorry's"
I would have never let them be on the receiving end of frustration or anger
I would have let my child know, every single day, that they mean the world to me. That my heart is so full because they have a home there & that I am blessed & so grateful that God gave them to me.
. . . but mostly, given another shot at life, I would seize every minute . . .
look at it and really see it . . . and never give it back.”
I see Fin growing up faster than I am comfortable with. I know that feeling in me will never change. He was our miracle. He was the greatest gift I have ever been given. To entrust a little life into hands that all to often don't realize what it is they are holding.
I have the chance now to change the "would have's" into "I will's".
While I still can.