There will come a point when I miss my kids wanting to be by me every.single.second. I'll miss them hanging on my legs while I'm trying to cook/clean/get ready/go to the bathroom/have an adult conversation. I'm going to miss them needing me. I'm going to miss them wanting me to play with them. Read them a book. Take them to the park. Blow bubbles. Give them hugs and kisses. Tuck them in.
I'm going to miss the day when we can't just take a short drive to see Jim. To be able to sit down and talk to him and ask his advice on things. To hear his jokes. And his laugh. And his prayers. And watch him love our kids so much that it hurts. Literally.
Even though it doesn't seem like it now (8 1/2 days from summer and I'm counting the hours!) someday I will miss these students and the life lessons they teach me daily....even though that's supposed to be my job.
I know I will miss the day that Mark is no longer in the Air Force, too. Have you seen that hottie in uniform? ;)
So I had my kids at the grocery store tonight (something that I know I'll miss even though it's such a chore now!) and Kolbe was talking to Jameson and she was dying laughing and a lady said, "Look at them. They are so happy!" And then she turned to her teenaged son and said, "I miss when you kids were that happy all the time." Just another reminder that in a blink of an eye {i'm gonna miss this}.
I'll try to update with some pictures soon.
Much love,
Sara
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