And They All Grow Up...

As my 36th birthday is approaching, I am becoming more and more aware of the fragility of time and the reality of aging.  Although I still feel like a child in an adult body, I am not.  I am a wife.  I am a mother.  Daniel and I have been together for 18 years this December.  I have been teaching for 13 years.  How and when did this happen so fast?!  I'm not really sure.

One of the ways I am experiencing "age" is through my students.  They ARE transforming before my eyes, and that is an amazing phenomenon.  One I am not completely use to, and I often have to rub my eyes to readjust when I look at their posted photographs on Facebook.

Last week, two of my beautiful students (now seniors in high school) were nominated for homecoming queen.  I came to the football game to cheer for them and tell them how great they are!  It wasn't long ago that I held their hand, told them I loved them countless times, called them "my little mice", prayed with them and for them, clapped for them when they did something awesome, taught them their letters, and how to write their name.  Whew!  Big head nods and tears flow here.  And now they are all grown up...