TIME REALLY DOES FLY!

I have been in the process of doing a total over haul of my office. I guess it needed it after looking the same for the last 9 years. I was looking through some of my old books and I ran across a book that someone had given me on fathering when our first child Mackenzie was born. I opened it up and found a poem that I had written to Mackenzie on the day she was born. I have to tell you that I had a Beaches or The Notebook (Not that I have ever seen either one of those chick flicks) type experience right here in my office. It wasn't that my words were as eloquent as Browning, Elliott, or Byron. It was the fact that 8 1/2 years have gone by so quickly. Mackenzie was in the office when I found the poem so pulled her aside and told her when I wrote it then I read it to her. I hugged her and begged her not to get any older. Time does fly and I have a feeling the pace continues to pick up.