21 years ago this day seemed so far away. Something that would happen in the future. The far, far away future, like say… cars that park themselves and watches that are phones future and we all know that those will never—oh crap!
Never mind that, still I don’t know how the day has snuck up on me. These 21 years of diapers, baths, homework, school milestones, dance recitals, tee ball, basketball, moving ups, stepping downs, graduations, laughter and tears, just all of it has gone by in what now feels like the blink of an eye. And honestly if I had my chance I’d rewind the clock and do it all again only this time slowing down to truly take in each and every precious moment and tell you both, triple time this time, how much I love you.
But alas I can’t do that, so I’ll have to make do with telling you now, as often as I can, for as long as I can, that my love for you is still strong and reminding you that though the world says you are now “legal adults” you’ll always be my babies and forever have my heart.
You 2 have made me 1 blessed mama. Thank you. Happy 21st Birthday.