Time flies.  I find it especially true as I get older.  I remember when summers lasted an eternity and school went on forever.  Now I look at the calendar three months out, blink, and it has come and gone.  Nothing brings that point home more than seeing pictures of my little one.  She went from being a much prayed-for dream, to something I could feel but not really see, to this huge-eyed angel with strawberry blonde peach fuzz, to my little girl with a mop full of curls.  And it all happened before I knew it.  As fleeting as the beating of a butterfly’s wings, she has said her first words, taken her first steps, laughed, prayed, written her name, and played.  American cartoonist Bil Keane is credited with the saying:

“Yesterday’s the past, tomorrow’s the future, but today is a gift.  That’s why it’s called the present.”

And so I shall close my computer for today and spend the precious gift of time I have been given with my sweet family.  I hope you enjoy the present you have been given as well.