Oh my. My son is 7, and I know time with him will fly by. But realizing I can count the childhood Christmases that we have remaining hits me so much harder than

Oh my. My son is 7, and I know time with him will fly by. But realizing I can count the childhood Christmases that we have remaining hits me so much harder than knowing his childhood will fly by in general I savor every day with him, even when I'm busy and a bit frustrated. I tell him that as well. Reading the opening part of this hit me in the gut.