The march of time

The other day I received an email from April, the producer of Vicki Courtney’s “Five Conversations You Must Have With Your Daughter” DVD’s. She needed me to send her a few pictures of Caroline and me to use in the opening sequences of the study and so I started going through photo albums to pull out a few photos.

Looking at all those old photos made my ovaries and my heart feel like they were going to explode. And I also thought about a conversation Caroline and I had before church last Sunday morning.

“Mama? I’m getting big.”

“Yes, baby. You’re pretty big.”

“Am I almost a teenager?”

“No, we still have about eight years until you’re a teenager.” (We just fight over your wardrobe like you’re one.)

“Mama? How long have you had me?”

“Well, I’ve had you almost five and a half years.”

“That’s not very long.”

“No, it’s not very long.”

“Well then how did I get big so fast?”

That’s the question I keep asking myself.

photo by Hollimon Photography