March 21 was a special day. Find out why here because her words and pictures are more than amazing.
And lately, my thoughts and prayers have been a million miles away, with the children of Reece's Rainbow. They have a beautiful downloadable calendar here...beware, the lines on the last pages will pierce your heart like an arrow. And to see the difference in just one life, of one precious child, meet Sofia.
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Tuesday, March 22, 2011
Friday, March 18, 2011
moment
There is a moment. Every day. That stops time.
This moment during my day that I cherish, that I'm sure about, and that I wait for with anticipation...through all the busyness of the day that clutters my mind and fills my schedule...this moment fills my soul and satisfies my longing for peace. Not peace as in an absence of fighting, but peace as in
a state or condition conducive to, proceeding from, or characterized by tranquillity (dictionary.com)
It's not the morning sunrise. I'm not up that early.
It's not when the kids head off to school. We're just kicking into high gear.
It's not when the baby takes a nap. Time to get stuff done around the house.
It's not when I head off to the gym on my own. Radio's blaring.
It's not when I sneak a bowl of ice cream after everyone is asleep. Who likes eating alone?
And it's not when my head hits the pillow at night. Someone's snoring.
My precious moment is when I hear a little voice say, "Ma?" from behind a closed door.
Diego is just waking up from his nap.
I race to the room. I've missed him. This is my moment. He's standing in his crib waiting for me...with his blankie, his paci, and some huge stuffed animal overflowing in his arms.
You'd think he might be geared up after his long rest, ready to take on the world in all the ways his almost-two-year-old mind can think of. But he's not. He's quiet.
And I ask him, "Do you want to lie down with mommy?" And do you know what he says? What he always says?
He says, "Yes."
So I scoop him up and we fall to the bed, and we snuggle... cheek to cheek, or nose to nose, and we enjoy the moment. I breathe in his baby-ness, stare at the precious features of his face, and wonder how I could ever be filled with sorrow when I have such joy.
And while my to-do list is never-ending, I know that this will not be.
So, right now, I soak it up. This is my moment.
This moment during my day that I cherish, that I'm sure about, and that I wait for with anticipation...through all the busyness of the day that clutters my mind and fills my schedule...this moment fills my soul and satisfies my longing for peace. Not peace as in an absence of fighting, but peace as in
a state or condition conducive to, proceeding from, or characterized by tranquillity (dictionary.com)
It's not the morning sunrise. I'm not up that early.
It's not when the kids head off to school. We're just kicking into high gear.
It's not when the baby takes a nap. Time to get stuff done around the house.
It's not when I head off to the gym on my own. Radio's blaring.
It's not when I sneak a bowl of ice cream after everyone is asleep. Who likes eating alone?
And it's not when my head hits the pillow at night. Someone's snoring.
My precious moment is when I hear a little voice say, "Ma?" from behind a closed door.
Diego is just waking up from his nap.
I race to the room. I've missed him. This is my moment. He's standing in his crib waiting for me...with his blankie, his paci, and some huge stuffed animal overflowing in his arms.
You'd think he might be geared up after his long rest, ready to take on the world in all the ways his almost-two-year-old mind can think of. But he's not. He's quiet.
And I ask him, "Do you want to lie down with mommy?" And do you know what he says? What he always says?
He says, "Yes."
So I scoop him up and we fall to the bed, and we snuggle... cheek to cheek, or nose to nose, and we enjoy the moment. I breathe in his baby-ness, stare at the precious features of his face, and wonder how I could ever be filled with sorrow when I have such joy.
And while my to-do list is never-ending, I know that this will not be.
So, right now, I soak it up. This is my moment.
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