I sit here in my lazy-boy chair and look across the room at a picture of my kids when they were in elementary school I wonder not only were did the time go, but was that really part of my life? It seems so remote. Did I ever really have children that young? Weren't they always young adults?
I have never really longed to go back in time, but tonight I find myself wistfully remembering times when we were a family of five, actually six counting Mr Snuggles, laughing and sharing together in a family life never again to be experienced.
Where did the time go?