not my best, but my thoughts just the same

So, yesterday I took Zach to get the necessary shots for his mission. It brought back a lot of memories from when I had to take little ones for their childhood immunizations. I used to have someone else take them so I didn't have to hear them cry. Zach and I were both a lot more brave yesterday, but seeing as I hate needles it still wasn't easy for me to watch. Zach and I have been spending a lot of time together lately which will make sending him off all that more difficult, but I enjoy that time and getting the chance to see that somewhere he really DID grow up and become a decent human being. Last week as I was pondering all of this I was inspired to write a poem. I haven't written anything new for quite awhile, maybe this blogging stuff is a good idea after all. I call it "Bittersweet Moments"

"It's a boy!"
A life of joy and thrill
But inside I am empty
His movements I don't feel.

He starts to crawl, then walks
His freedom he is seeking,
He babbles and then learns to talk
To strangers he is speaking.

First day of school
He's growing way too fast
He looks toward the future
I 'm remembering the past.

Graduation day
I'm proud as I can be
But how did this happen?
Yesterday he was only three.

"You have been called to serve..."
We all wait anxiously-
My son, a son of God
Is a missionary.

Like I said, not one of my best but my thoughts just the same. So mommies out there waiting for your little ones to grow up, slow down and enjoy each special moment . It goes by way too fast.