Time

Three weeks into summer vacation and it feels like I'm busier now than I was all year.  Each week we/I have had appointments to go to and errands to run.  Time is just flying by and I wish it would just

s l o w  d o w n

even for a little bit.

But, it doesn't.  And just like that.  Days-months-years have passed.

Loving on our Punkin' is the best feeling in the world.

I love the way he smells.
And the way my heart feels when he wraps his arms around my neck,
reaches for me,
looks at me
and
smiles.
And how I hold my breath when he lays his head on my shoulder when he falls asleep.
And how soft his hair feels through my fingers.
And how every time I nuzzle his cheek I want to cry and smile at the same time.

I taught him how to 'give kisses'
and
when he gives me a kiss,
a ray of light
glows
from
within
me.

I was thinking about the bumpkin the other day.  Ironically, Jim had thought about the bumpkin recently also and told me about it.  A few years have passed since that day, yet I still remember it like it just happened.  I'm not one to dwell on things (at all, whatsoever),

but you know...

sometimes you just

remember.