I just read a touching poem about children growing up on another blog that I follow, “Memories on Clover Lane.” I was browsing through past posts when I saw it, and it brought tears to my eyes. You can read it here. It also reminded me of a talk by President Thomas S. Monson a few years ago. He said,
If you are still in the process of raising children, be aware that the tiny fingerprints that show up on almost every newly cleaned surface, the toys scattered about the house, the piles and piles of laundry to be tackled will disappear all too soon and that you will—to your surprise—miss them profoundly.
I’ve been feeling lately like my own kids are growing up a little too fast. I thought I would be glad when they hit the ages they are now, but instead I’ve been a little emotional about how fast the time is going by. This is a good reminder to be grateful for the time I have with my family now, and to not wish the years away.