He's twelve - where does the time go? Journaling reads:
Looking at these silly pictures I took of Gordon yesterday, I mark something I hadnít quite noticed before: how all the softness of his little-boy face is nearly gone. The indefinable something that says ďadolescentĒ is unmistakably there . . . & it is a deeply bittersweet realization.Though I know he still needs me & that my role as his mom is eternal - still I feel my world tilt a little. My baby boy is growing up & I canít hold it back. Not that I would! - but this motherís heart canít help remembering, longingly, the sweet little boy he was . . . just yesterday.
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