I have been extremely sad the last few months. My son is growing up right before my eyes, and it is killing me. He is my only child, and he and I have been through a lot together. Don’t get me wrong, I am so glad of the young man he has turned into, but I am having trouble letting go of the past. Sometimes I find myself sitting at my desk with tears in my eyes thinking of the days when he was a toddler. Where did the time go? At least I have lots of wonderful memories. I am grateful that god blessed me with him. I know that the older he gets the more memories he will have. So parents please save every memory you can! Thanks for letting me ramble.