~ Decade ~

My Critter, my baby boy, my sweet little guy….turned 10 today.

I sobbed.

I broke martini glasses in a fit of rage.

I begged Father Time to stop.

I laughed hysterically that my life has sped so out of control.

I counted at least 20 more grey hairs, some of which were even on my head.

I gazed listlessly at photos taken years ago, and wondered things like:

….where did my little boy go?…

…if he misses me holding him on my lap as much as I miss holding him….

….will he retain his silliness over the next decade, or will life knock it out of him?…

….what the heck was I thinking by wearing pony tails?

These are the questions that will keep me up tonight.

I hope the rest of you fare better.