Those we called the little ones
Those we once called the little ones have grown now. Despite the fact that they have become teenagers or adults even, in our eyes, they are still children. It’s strange, isn’t it? Those of us with younger siblings and cousins of our own know this feeling all too well.
Is it because we watched their first steps? Heard their first words? Or is it because their growth happened too gradually for us to notice until one day, they were taller, wiser, different - but still, somehow, the same?