Someone wanna tell me where time has gone to?

I remember getting teary eyed when I dropped my son off to his first day of kindergarten. I remember the school fieldtrips in Germany, his moving up exercises in fifth grade, and the fishing and hiking trips we took as a family. This week I felt incredibly thrilled watching him as he got his license. Okay, maybe not while it was happening because I was arguing with DMV. They refused to copy a generic certificate that says my son completed forty hours of driving with an instructor. Then when I asked for it back so I could make a copy, she said no. It was against the law. Against the law? It’s a generic printout for my insurance company. Okay, rant over.

But last night after all the excitement, I was sitting on my bed when it hit me, my son was no longer a boy. And I have to admit I was a little sadder. One more year of high school and he’s off to start his own life. Gawd, I feel old...