When you be an old lady...

Yesterday while sitting in church, my four year old sincerely and sweetly asks me, "When you be an old lady, what will happen to me?" Whatever it was I had said in reply seemed to have comforted him. It's hard to imagine myself being "old" but it made me realize that times passes  quickly and these little ones will not be little for long. I will never wish away these years and be grateful for every day - even the hard ones.