Time is slipping by so fast and I really, really want to hold onto these moments and never let go.
I often find myself back in the past as that little five-year-old who held onto the string of the balloon tightly – happy, confused and slightly worried.
I always wondered what would happen if I let go of the balloon; would that mean the end of happiness?
There were plenty of balloons and there will be plenty of moments with you.
But must we really say goodbye to say hello again?