Came out of the woods by the daycares this morning.
As I waited to cross the street while the German SUV's dropped off the highschool kids who live 600 yards away I noticed one of the young guys I work with.
He was carrying his little girl, a toddler now, on his shoulders.
No big deal.
But then I remembered that I used to be that guy carrying my little girl into Chuva.
So near, and so far away now.
Time really does fly.