When I was a young mother of an infant son, I asked my aging grandfather if time continued to gather speed throughout a lifetime or if it ever slowed down. I was already in awe at how quickly my baby boy was growing and changing. He told me that the years seem to go by faster every year, no matter how old we get.
Oh boy was he right! (And I'm not yet half as old as my grandfather was.) This last year, as time was gathering speed, so was Caleb's rate of growth. I'm struck by the change in just one year. Look at this side-by-side comparison:
On left: Caleb in September 2012 as a freshman. On right: Caleb in September 2013 as a sophomore.
Isn't that amazing? He's not only taller but has a lot more bulk, a deep voice and curly hair!
Doesn't he look so big in these photos?
He left Grandma in the dust long ago.
But he's still trying to catch Grandpa. At this rate, he just might.
He's still young and naive, likes to watch Tom and Jerry and play with the little kids in the neighborhood, but time continues to pick up speed.
How it is possible that we're here already?