When I was growing up, I used to hear ‘times flies the older you get’. I thought that was crazy. It seemed forever between holidays, birthdays, special occasions, and the last day of school each year.
Well, it’s not crazy at all. So much of the world takes me away from the things I love the most. I love being a mom, the Cleaver version I will never be, but I try. I love to scrapbook, do crafts, hang out with friends, but it seems too much gets in the way of doing the things I just want to do, because of the things I have to do.