Mamaw Naomi and Papaw Roger couldn't wait to see us. I was dreading the visit since they lived next to our old house. I knew I couldn't see them without seeing the house. I did pretty well though. It still feels like my house. I could have walked across the street and in the front door. Roger and Naomi couldn't love on the kids enough. Ani didn't warm up to them too fast, but she was getting awful tired. At this point we have been away from home for 1 1/2 weeks. That is a long time.
I believe in pink, I believe laughing is the best calorie burner, I believe in kissing, kissing a lot, I believe in being strong when everything seems to be going wrong, I believe that happy girl's are the prettiest girls, I believe that tomorrow is another day, and I believe in miracles.
Gonna Miss This
Your gonna miss this, Your gonna want this back, Your gonna wish these days hadn't gone by so fast. . . This song rings in my head every day, every moment, as I watch the kids play and laugh and act silly. I know . . . I am gonna miss this. . . much sooner than I expect.
Our lives are defined by moments frozen in time in our memories. I am no different. I remember my bicycle wreck in California when I was 4, moving across country with my family when I was 7, catching lightening bugs in the yard, my baby cow - named cricket, my grandma's visit, summers on the boat, my mom dying at 15 and life never being the same, meeting the love of my life, at 16, my wedding, buying my first house, the birth of my daughter, reuniting with my family, selling my first house, the birth of my son, loosing my father in law. All along the way learning lesson in life and growing up - which I have learned didn't stop at 18.
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