Thursday, May 10, 2012
Normal days
Today I was reminded of how great a normal day can be. I woke up this morning with a list of errands to run and a plan of attack. As our morning progressed I found myself with no desire to do anything other than enjoy my girl's. There's always laundry to be done, errands to run and things to be cleaned. But what will not always be here is the chance to dance around the kitchen to Justin Bieber's Baby with my girls for the 50th time in a row. Time will pass, they will grow older and gasp at the thought of singing at the top of their lungs with me. So everyday I make sure I enjoy them and truly appreciate the amazing gift that they are.
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I read your post and it reminded me of this Poem. I thought you may like it :)
ReplyDeleteHand Prints On the Wall
(Author Unknown)
One day as I was picking
the toys up off the floor,
I noticed a small hand print
on the wall beside the door.
I knew that it was something
that I'd seen most every day,
but this time when I saw it there
I wanted it to stay.
Then tears welled up inside my eyes,
I knew it wouldn't last
for every mother knows
her children grow up way too fast.
Just then I put my chores aside
and held my children tight.
I sang to them sweet lullabies
and rocked into the night.
Sometimes we take for granted,
all those things that seem so small.
Like one of life's great treasures...
A small hand print on the wall.