Thomas Site. It's A Place to Go.

It seems as though time passes quicker as I get older. Odd how the age old clichés about life hold so much truth...

Now I look into Alex's face and eyes, and I marvel at his openness and enthusiasm. I look at myself and see how hard I work to try to return to that. I struggle to accept how each and every one of us starts in that place of wonderment and potential, and over the course of our lives we change bit by bit into people for whom the wonderment is increasingly difficult to embrace, for whom potential fades into experience.

I feel such a bittersweet feeling, wishing that I could somehow preserve his child's mind, knowing that it is only human for it to dissappear. I see that we choose to make it disappear, as we embrace each new challenge. Each time Alex takes his shoes from me and says "I do it myself," he takes another step toward becoming that big person, the one with just a little more worldliness.