It is true that your mind is clearest in the wee hours of the morning. The surroundings are still and the silence is golden.
A glance at an old photograph brought me back in time, only to realise how time did fly. There is no pause button. Life has to go on.
Children develop so rapidly that changes can be felt. Their innocence slowly dissipating as they emerge into their own. What used to be yours, now seems to have a life of its own.
I have to accept that soon there will come a time, that they will leave the nest. The only memories of their childhood remain in the mountain of digital pictures and videos that captured those precious moments, forever frozen in time.