It flies..

"Time flies", "They grow up fast" and "Before you know it he will be... insert milestone here". These are things parents hear everyday and when Max was very little I felt like I wanted time to fly. I was young and wanted to get out in the world. I wanted to build my life. Looking back at pictures of Max at the ocean makes my heart ache (in a kind of happy way if that makes any sense at all) It seems like just yesterday and also a million years ago at the same time. Max is growing up and becoming such a wonderful young man. He is funny and sweet but not the little boy that wrote "beachland" in the sand and said it seemed "like a different kind of world there" He loves the beach and ran barefoot that day until the sun went down and he was shivering when I wrapped him in a blanket to go back to the hotel. "They grow up fast"