Moments

Feeling a little frazzled I'm thinking of my pillow and the man who will be laying next to me lightly snoring. The past few days have been a whirlwind of kids and grand kids and I almost want to hold my breath so I can stop time and capture it all and relive each amazing moment.    Each. Moment.  I think of the years of moments I've had.  Even the not so amazing ones because there are so many more of those.  Moments suspended in time.  Moments that if possible I would take down from a shelf and hold them next to my heart and relive how I felt .. eagerness, tenderness, giddiness, sheer joy or even desperate sorrow.  Moments that have made me who I am.  I'm 51 now and there are moments I wish I could do over and do differently but it's too late and it's okay.  I'm tired and it's time to go climb the stairs to that lightly snoring man .. he will stir and roll over and wrap an arm around me and tell me he loves me and I will feel so very thankful for moments that are mine to treasure, hold onto tightly or to let go ..