Happy Saturday, friends! You know how I am usually extremely happy for the weekend? I'm not looking forward to this one at all. This is the last weekend my oldest nephew, E, is home before heading to basic training for his Army career and another nephew, Ty,  is turning 11 years old. I'm over here "in my feelings" about all of it. As I get older, I find that the"blink of an eye" phrase is entirely too accurate. 

 I remember when Jess told us she was expecting. I was overwhelmed for her, but she handled it all with an amazing amount of strength and poise. She's been rocking motherhood and has raised such an incredible young man. I'm not only extremely proud of E, but of her too. She's pretty flipping amazing! 

Tomorrow, we'll all be getting together to celebrate Ty's birthday. I cannot even wrap my head around the fact that he is already turning 11. Ugh, I'm feeling grossly overwhelmed by the accuracy of that darn phrase.

It's not lost on me, no matter how hard I try to have it be, that this will be E's last family celebration for quite a while. I haven't cried in front of anyone yet, and I'm hoping to keep the streak alive (for my sister's sake), but I'm scared of failing miserably. During his high school graduation, I flipped my hair in front of my face to hide myself crying, but it didn't work then and I doubt it will now. 

Friends, I hope that you have an amazing weekend. If you have any suggestions to help me make it through the next two days without becoming a complete emotional wreck, please please please leave them in the comments. 

Have a wonderful weekend!