The Gift…
At the end of the service with the lights off, we held candles while singing “Silent Night”. In that soft glow I watched his crystal blue eyes tear up, I listened to his raspy voice sing the words and when I looked past him, I saw my mother watching us and smiling. These people that gave me life, and helped me become the woman I am today taught me that the love of family and making memories is more important than anything else.
#qualityfamilytimedadgumnit
Quality Family Time, Dadgummit! - Time spent with one's family albeit under duress and huge embarrassment to the children. Most often heard yelled by the parental units while on vacation (see Disney World) and Sunday afternoon walks.
Let them Sleep
I recently overheard a conversation between a group of moms with college age kids. They were complaining about when their kids come home to visit they sleep so much. They were frustrated and hurt, rightfully so. We have so little time with our ‘adult’ children that we want to spend as much time with them as possible.
Wanna Trade?
I’ve been sitting outside trying really hard to write and it’s just not working y’all, my thoughts are all a jumbled emotional mess. So I’m just gonna put it here where most likely it will receive some flak but oh well.
It’s OK
To my seniors who are worried about things that some adults don’t seem to think are important. It’s ok to be angry that your senior year is being screwed up. It’s ok to be sad that you’re missing out on being a normal teenager. It’s ok to be more scared than you think maybe you should be. It’s ok to get frustrated at the adults who are making decisions for you because you’re “an adult”…but you’re also still our children.
New Year, No Resolutions
It’s January 2 of what’s going to be a year of big changes for this family and while I’m excited for this new year I’m also scared out of my mind at the same time.
Perfectly Imperfect Life
This ‘perfect’ image of what we should look like, dress like, drive, live in, etc is mostly unattainable for all but a precious few and I can promise that the glimpses we see frozen in time on these overly priced little screens we stare at all day are not the real reel, they are not the whole story.