From the time they are born, we can’t wait for them to grow.
“Say mama” we mouth into their chubby little faces.
“Come on, walk!” we prod, pulling them up by their pudgy little hands.
“Oh, grow up!” We chide when chubby charm gives way to adolescent attitude. We hurry the years along, then, rushing past the little moments, only occasionally stopping to look and wonder at how fast they’re going by. Sure, we notice and sometimes comment. Occasionally we admire them and remember how it used to be, but we’re busy and the dishes and laundry are piling up. There’s no time to sit and chat.
Then, one day, they take our advice. They grow up.
Then, we wish…
wish we had listened more than we talked
wish we had observed more than we critiqued
wish we had sat more than we ran…
with our feet up and our hearts open, enjoying our time together.
Because time was all we had.
If only we had known then, what we know now.
Antoine Stephenson Photography & Design