Last night I found out that two of my younger brothers got engaged over this past weekend, including my youngest brother, which makes me feel very old, but serves as a useful reminder that time flies. I was almost 16 when he was born. My mother was very sick after his birth and my dad was working nights, so there were more than a few occasions those first weeks when I was the one who got up with the baby. I still have very vivid memories of rocking him to sleep while watching late-night television, (He stayed awake through all of This is Spinal Tap with me.) or making sure he was fed and put back to bed. Now he’s engaged.
Talk about a wake up call to make sure you’re living life to the fullest every day, because it sure goes by quickly!