When he was done, I wrapped him up in a towel and we were looking at ourselves in the mirror. And I almost started to cry. I thought about how precious these times are and how I should never squander them. How soon, Ben will be too big for baths and cuddles and tickle fights. How soon, I wont be able to brush his hair and kiss his sweaty head after he gets out of the tub.
Time is short and fleeting.
I forget that sometimes. I suppose we all do. I can't believe I am actually doing this, but here goes. A few days ago, I was chatting with amy and we got onto the subject of guitars. She said that she would be interested in hearing a recording of me playing and singing some songs.