It was barely 18 years ago that I witnessed a most amazing event, the birth of my oldest grandchild.
I was so determined to have a different mindset with my grandchildren than I ever did with my own children. It seemed like when my children where babies, I was always looking forward to their next milestone - when they could turn over, when they could walk, when they could tie their own shoes, when they could buckle and unbuckle their own seatbelts... always looking forward, never enjoying the moment.
So with my grandchildren, ever mindful of how quickly life zips past, I was determined to enjoy each moment and relish each experience for itself.
I'm not sure what happened, but all of a sudden it is gone. Today, my bug whisperer graduates from high school and leaves behind childish things. Part of this Nana's heart is breaking.
Don't blink folks. Don't blink. You'll miss it.