"I need a box to pack my doll away," Sunbeam informed me quite cheerfully yesterday. I didn't feel as cheerful as I helped her select a nice box from the pile of empty boxes in the attic, the doll was wrapped in her favorite blanket and carefully tucked into the box and placed in the attic with the rest of the things that are no longer used, but we don't want to get rid of.
It had been quite a while since she had played with her doll, but I wasn't ready for this day. It's a little thing, but it reminded me how important it is to savor the little moments. Had I realized the last time she played with her doll would be the last time I would have watched her and cherished the moment.
Cleaning out a drawer in the bathroom vanity I found a few baubles the girls used to love wearing in their hair, another last had occurred without me being aware it was happening. Had I realized it was the last time I brushed and braided their long hair I would have slowed down and enjoyed it more.
They're growing up so fast, and trading in their dolls for sewing machines, and their little tea sets to baking delectable treats in the kitchen. It's bittersweet, but I don't want to become wrapped up in what used to be, that I miss out on all the great things of the present. So day by day, I want to savor the moments, because I never know when I'm enjoying a moment for the last time.