In two years, my three-year-old will be five.
I think how wonderful it will be to have him out of diapers, be able to sleep better and be more independent.
But I think in two years, I will also wish my then five-year-old will be three. Because I was too busy wandering, I missed what was right in front of me now.
Regret is indeed a powerful teacher. Tomorrow is not guaranteed but only today.