Bittersweet

I can't really tell you how I was feeling on this August day. My baby turned one. I know I should celebrate and be thankful to God for letting us raise him this long, and I am. It's just that I was really enjoying having him little. He's always loved to cuddle and snuggle, and I know on this day it's not suddenly going to stop. But it is a point where you realize how fast the time is passing. Forgive me for sounding depressed about a birthday, I really am thankful. How could I not be?That face-splitting smile of his? I'm sure he'll be flashing it at me often in the years to come.