Tags: I see it this way!

On the left is my daughter Maya taking a bath as a baby. On the right she is giving her son, and my grandson, Naji a bath. It seems as only yesterday my two daughters were babies. The words that come to mind are everything must change as the young become the old. Randy Crawford wrote a beautiful song about change: Everything Must Change Everything must change Nothing stays the same Everyone willl change No one stays the same The young become the old Mysteries do unfold For that's the way of time Nothing and no one goes unchanged There are not many things in life You can be sure of... Except, rain comes from the clouds Sun light up the sky Hummingbirds do fly Winter turns to spring The wounded heart will heal But never much to soon But everything must change The young become the old Mysteries do unfold But that's the way that time Nothing & no one goes unchanged There are not many things in life You can be sure of... Except, rain comes from the clouds Sun lights up the sky Hummingbirds do fly Rain comes from the clouds Sun lights up the sky Hummingbirds do fly Rain comes from the clouds Sun lights up the sky Hummingbirds do fly Rain comes from the clouds Sun lights up the sky Music makes me cry