Ready or Not

Well, it is here. Back in April, August 17 seemed a century away. Where did the time go? And why did it go so fast? Did I appreciate it enough? Did I savor every minute?

Let me hold him longer. Let me take her to the park one more time. Let me put her down for her afternoon nap. Let me rock him when he is crying. Let me not miss them in the middle of the day.

Tomorrow I will head back to work. And my heart aches.