One day….
we will sleep in again on Saturday mornings. With no early commitments, no cars packed with thermoses of hot coffee, fruit snacks, blankets, muddy cleats and singsong voices that are clearly too loud for the hour displayed on the clock.
But then what?
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But then what? I don’t know.
I do know that for now, I will enjoy every moment of our Saturday mornings. Because I do also know that if I blink for a moment too long, it will be then. It will be an empty nest Saturday and there will be no one to jump on my head to wake me at the crack of dawn, no mini shin guards to wrestle onto chubby calves, no bag of books and games to pack for the other… and no one to mind where we are or what we may miss.
Saturday Morning Soccer. In all of it’s madness… I will notice it. I will soak up every millisecond of these too short times and file it all somewhere. I will consciously do this so that on that morning then, I will be able to sit in my home and tuck my hands around my cup of coffee and then close my eyes and remember when….
Is it Saturday yet? I cannot wait.
~K
I love this post...it is oh so true and a great reminder to enjoy the moment bc time sure does fly. Thanks for posting!
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