Time. Each of my sons is another year older. The Boy turned 18 a month ago. My baby is an "adult." J-Man will be 20 next month. He will no longer be a teen. I vividly remember the days that they were born. I remember the rough baby and toddler years. (I miss those days, even though I rarely slept.) I remember the days of elementary and middle school. (Those were the days that allowed me to really get to know the people that they were becoming.) I remember the transition to high school, where they were no longer in my school with me. (Oh, how those days allowed my boys to learn to be independent from me...very hard to do but so important for them!) The Boy has matured so much this past year. The autism is still a distinct part of his life, but he is stretching beyond the confines of the disability. J-Man has only been home five weeks in the past year of college and co-op work. He has learned to live independently from family, and he likes it.
Time. Family and friends have gone through celebrations: weddings, new babies, graduations, anniversaries, etc. Family and friends have struggled through adversities: deaths, illnesses, torn relationships, financial issues, etc. Both of these are significant moments in time. The celebrations are usually planned for months in advance but are over in a flash. The adversities hit with their shocking suddenness, and though the pain lingers, time and life move on.
Time. It is such a valuable commodity. Cherish each second.