Maybe it was his gray hair that caught me off guard and made me think:
He’s aging right before my eyes.
(As if it wasn’t happening to me too. We tend not to see ourselves)
The moment stole my breath.
We had raced to the alter to profess our love for one another.
Couldn’t wait to buy a house
Get a dog
Have kids
Become a “family”.
When the kids came we raced after them
They were so full of life
We were in awe at how much JOY they brought us
and desperate for someone to take them and give us an hour to ourselves.
We raced to get them into school.
RACED to take our first vacation without them.
Then RACED home to hold them in our arms.
So. much. racing.
And now in this moment looking at my husband
I want to SLOW down
Because all the racing...it makes the time go faster
The gray hairs come sooner
And that thing we whispered to each other all those years ago at the alter...”I want to grow old with you”...it’s happening.
Every single day lift your prayers to the Father with thanksgiving
Thank Him for the challenges, the joys, the good times and the bad.
Life is racing by...but you don’t have to.
Grateful.
