The Tiny Years
She will soon forget the Tiny Years
of squishy huggles,
midnight snuggles,
and Vegemite painted across dimpled faces.
She will forget our milestones and mountains,
the joy of firsts—
feeds and breaths,
words and steps.
She will begin to see
our warts and flaws,
forgetting the years when we
were once big enough to be her hero.
The wonder of parenthood is that
we not only get to hold them
through the precious Tiny Years…
we get to remember them.
The Tiny Years // Jan 2024
4 Comments
Tim Challies
Just a brief note to say how nice it is to read some words from you again. 🙂
Heidi
Hey Tim! Thanks for dropping by, I’m honoured that you’re still following. Being present for the ‘Tiny Years’ has meant taking a break from writing, but I’m hoping to get back into it when time allows.
Wilhelmine Torphy
Your passion for your subject is inspiring.
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