I was walking holding Little Man’s hand yesterday when he looked up and said, “Before I was born, when I was just a little nothing, I was wondering who my mom and dad were going to be.”
I scooped him up, held him close and said, “I’m so glad he let me be your Mommy. You are so precious to me.”
He hugged me tight and said, “You’re precious to me too.”
My sweet boy is doing a lot of processing about how he came to our family which always reaches deep into my heart. I’m processing along with him.
Have a beautiful Sunday, friends. We are heading to Spokane this evening to be with Andrew and Mimi while she has a surgical procedure (catheter ablation – for the medically inclined among you) on her heart early tomorrow morning. I’ll post more later.
#171 – 180 giving thanks
waking in the dark morning
walking as quietly as possible down the stairs
quiet breathing coming from the children’s rooms
grinding coffee behind the closed door of the laundry room
my favorite comfy chair
reading John chapter 1, twice – our small group study
Rusty out the door early to help with church set up
Russ’ footsteps on the stairs
looking forward to worship
better yet, my children looking forward to worship
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