Today Is Monday, Again

The days just keep coming. One by one they tick away.

Friday. Four days. Tick, tick, tick.

Like a bomb, waiting to go off. Like an oncoming train. We brace for impact.

If I had the power, perhaps I would freeze time where we are. Coming home to each other every day, the three of us smiling and sharing kisses and snuggles and belly laughs and babble. I would stop the world now, before she doesn’t want to be picked up anymore. Before she grows too heavy for us to hold. Before she is too “cool” to give us kisses. Before she leaves for college.. Before Friday, when she may be taken from us.

Not yet. Not now. I’m not ready.

But then I ask myself, will I ever be?