I’m on borrowed time with my teenager. He turns 15 this year and will fly the coop for good in the blink of an eye. But for now, he is here, and I’m determined to make the most of the days we have left together.
In these days when childhood is in it’s death throes and adulthood soon begins, I am hyper aware of all the last chances I am getting. It serves as a pertinent reminder that our children learn from us how important family relationships are. While he is learning something new each day from me, I am constantly gaining wisdom from his sweet soul. I embrace these moments and I savor this borrowed time with my child.