Where did the years go?

I attended my uncle’s funeral earlier today, he died at the age of 97 years. There was a lovely service attended by numerous friends, family and former colleagues who all spoke highly of my Uncle Ray. My niece, Chantal was also at the funeral having rushed from work to be at the ceremony. Some hours later I dropped my 91 year old mother back home and to my amazement she pulled out a couple of drawings of two of my nieces that I had produced¬†around 1984…. Chantal and Emma. These two “children” are now grown women with daughters of their own! Not for the first time today I began to wonder where all the years have gone!

Chantal and Emma around 1984!