STOP THE CLOCK

Even as I folded their little clothes every laundry day, I knew that these moments were numbered -finite. How I wanted time to just stand still - to literally stop the clock. I felt keenly, painfully, the premonition of an empty nest. I think most parents experience this sense of the emptiness to come, even in the busyness of their days. There are just so many perfect moments in being a parent. Now, as the fullness of time is catching up to me, I find such joy and comfort in remembering those special spaces in time. When I am out and about and see young parents,  I make a silent wish for them - that they find joy in all those "stop the clock" moments, that they remember to push the pause button and take time to see this presence of perfection for the sacrament that it is.