The writing prompt I found in my email today was a biggy, but I’m going to make my answer pretty simple.

Life goes by much too quickly.

That’s probably one of the most important things I’ve learned because through that lesson I’ve learned to treasure each day. I haven’t mastered the art  yet, I still continue to allow myself to get way too busy and the days go by in a blur one to the other, but I am trying. Some days I feel I’m finally starting to figure it out, and then something comes up and things get too busy yet again and I have to start pulling in those reigns again.

Life has been doing that a lot lately and I’m trying, REALLY trying, to remember what’s truly important. That life goes too fast.

Wasn’t it just yesterday that I was busy nursing twins and changing their diapers? Today they are 10.5 years old.

Wasn’t it just the day before yesterday that I was bringing home my first baby?  Today she’s almost 19 years old.

Just a while back, I was learning to walk.

Life goes by much too quickly.