Deadlines, volunteering, housework, bills, overall exhaustion, and fear of the future…
In the midst of it all, my heart knows what really matters.
Foto Friday: Cousins!
If there is one thing Emma is most passionate about, it is her cousins. She L.O.V.E.S her cousins. If she could spend every waking moment with them, she would. Kendall is also pretty smitten. Thankfully, my family is so awesome that my girls get to see them at least once a week, if not more. We are so blessed, and I hope they stay close as they get older.
Here are just a few pictures of all of my favorite kiddos!
A Fresh Start?
This blog layout has been soooo boring for sooooo long, that I thought it needed an update. At 11pm last night of course. It’s not exactly what I would have designed for myself, but it was FREE and colorful and made me smile. So here it is.
And you may be thinking that this new look might motivate me to write more often. And you might be right, but we’ll see.
For now, I’m just enjoying the happy trees and the thought that maybe I will find a few minutes during the week to write for fun again. But we’ll see.
Foto Friday: The Best Gift Ever
So we have been celebrating a ton of birthdays in our family this past month. In a 2-week period, we had 5 birthdays: Jeff’s, my brother-in-law’s, Kendall’s, my nephew’s, and mine. And that’s not even getting into extended family.
But I have to say that out of everyone, I got the best gift — by far.
Every few weeks, Emma’s wonderful preschool likes to have the kids put on little “performances” at the end of class for the parents. This past Friday, my birthday, was one of those “performance” days. Emma had been learning about family all week long, making family trees, talking about God’s role in our families, and even making chocolate chip cookies for our little family. Her teacher kept telling us the kids had something extra special to give us on Friday. Better than chocolate chip cookies?!
Yes. Better than chocolate chip cookies.
When the parents walked into the room on Friday, we saw this:
Our precious little ones were wrapped up in wrapping paper they decorated. The gift tag read, “To My Family. From God.”
Through my tears, I saw 10 sweet little faces, patiently waiting for their Mommy or Daddy to unwrap their special gift. I walked over to Emma and gratefully “opened” her. In the background, I could hear the teacher telling our children that they were made special by God for our family. Each one of them was precious and individual and handmade by God our Father. I hugged Emma tight and told her I loved her as many times as I could.
I thank God for my children more times than I can count, but in that moment, it was different. It was a physical reminder that this precious little person was something entrusted to me by God. His child in my arms. It took me 27 years to get that gift, and I am going to spend the rest of my life making sure I get to enjoy her — and my other precious gift — for eternity.
What a blessing. Two years ago, I spent my birthday in a hospital bed, thanking God that I was alive. This year, He reminded me why I am alive.
Thank you, God.
