It seems the moment of reflection comes in surprising ways. It’s been about 8 days since the kids left. We had 11 packed days, of just being together. Can’t help but reflect on how nice it is to just “be”, with or without “do”. We “did” things, but “being” is what sticks to the soul. Yea, there are things I wish I’d done, planned & followed through upon, and there are things I wish I’d said, but all that fades w/out guilt when you just rest in the joy of “being”. Being together, in the same room, same apt, same car, same city, same country, same continent, and same time zone. That was mighty nice. However, after every one returns to their own space, own responsibilities, own commitments, the one thing that I know - no matter what, where, or when, we still “Be” family. Thanks be to God for allowing us to be family into eternity, and thanks be to God who gave us a few days to be together in the now.
A Mom’s heart at the key board.