remember

As I approach forty, I realize just how fast our lives slip by. Just a blink ago, I was your age, and now here you are. We’ve poured so much of ourselves into you, that I can’t help but wonder what you will carry through your life  from your precious childhood.

Will you remember our times on the island? How we dug our toes in the sand together, or how you ran back and forth from sand to shore, dragging pails of water for the perfect castle? How you chased seagulls and ran up and down the shoreline looking for the perfect shell to take home to your collection? There are a million little details that I will always remember. I hope they will chisel onto your memory as they have on mine.