Time Machine

The time between my baby boy being born and his going off to college as an 18 year old young adult has passed as if I was traveling in a time machine.  I was aware of time passing; each day passed at a normal rate of speed, but they seemed to compound into years at an abnormal speed.  Everyone says this, I know; it’s quite the cliche among parents.  But when you’re experiencing it yourself for the first time, it is quite something.  You find yourself smiling and bursting with pride one moment, and crying and trying desperately to hold on in the next.  And since I don’t want my sweet son to think I’m a wimp, I try to hide it alot.  But all in all, I am happy for him, proud of him, and excited for the next chapter in his God-given life.

Here are two pictures, taken in the drawbridge section, beside the same door, of Cahir Castle in Ireland, 2001 and 2009.  And he’s even taller now.  🙂  Slainte, Lisa

Raising the drawbridge in Cahir

Taller than the door at 15