the years are short

I came across these pictures and they brought back funny memories of our life with 2 tots. This collage represents August 2004. We were just finishing our internship summer in Florida. Abe was 3 months old (why does he look so scared?). Hannah was 22 months (maybe her wild hair in that one photo scared Abe). Jimmy had fewer grey hairs (sorry hon – it’s true). I had fewer chubs and wrinkles (definitely TRUE!!!). 2 tots squished into a single stroller at the zoo doesn’t work. A day at the beach sounds good about now.

Looking back, our life seemed simple. But I know at the time it was a lot. Just after this I was called as Young Women’s president when Jimmy was a full-time MBA student. I was young and had no idea what I was doing. In fact, I still don’t know what I’m doing. :) But you know what… I survived that time that seemed so full to me. And I learned a lot (part of the struggle = building character thing) Perhaps that means that I will endure well the next few years that will be VERY full. I hope so.

My friend Lanette posted this quote on her bloggie that rang true to me.

“The days are long but the years are short.” Gretchen Rubin

Oh so true, especially when each day is full of assisting little ones who need mama constantly. But I see my tall kids (yes, Abe is taller than Hannah though 19 months younger)… and wonder where my little babies went. I imagine I’ll snap my fingers and Tru will be going to college. Sigh… I better do better at appreciating the long days… or rather… the simple and delightful moments in those long days.