Good Times

I decided after 2 1/2 years to finally make a photo book from our honeymoon.  So as I sat last night looking at the pictures of our 10 day cruise I got a little choked up and sad.  Not sad about my life now, I  woudln't trade it for anything; more of a growing up sad.

Somestimes it's hard for me to remember how life was before Jack.  Yes it's only been 3 months, I know, but when I look at our smiles in those pictures and think about how perfect that vacation was, it seems like lifetimes ago.  Neither of us had a clue how to raise a baby, and thoughts of having one were in the way distant future.  All we thought about then was us, having fun and material things for us. We had no idea what was in store for us some two years later, how our lives would so magically be touched by another human being.

I get sad sometimes thinking how we are only getting older and how we will never have those moments again, but I also think about the times ahead.   We will have many other fun times.  These times may not involve beer, and wine and McDonalds at 3 am, but they will be times that are so much better in so many different ways.  And in another 3 years I will probably look back at pictures of Jack and his first three years of life, and feel exactly the same way.  I am learning now to not take one second for granted.  Even when I feel like I can't hear one more second of crying, I instead need to think that in ten years I will wish for these days back.