Beginning another Week...

I am just amazed and dismayed at how fast a weekend can fly by. Last week as I was driving to work, I was thinking of everything we had to do this weekend. Then a song came on the radio. A good ol' country song about rushing through life and one day you'll look back and realize that one day you'll miss this stage of life.

Well, by the time I got to the church where I work, I was crying like a baby and could hardly see to drive. While the busyness of life drives me crazy, I know one day I'll look back and miss watching Ashley play ball, watching Jaclyn learn to ride her bike or a horse, listening to Caitlin as she plays piano or French Horn at another concert. I'll miss snuggling with them while we read or look at their scrapbooks.

One day, I will just have the walls of my house to listen to. I will remember the our times together as a family. I will hear the sounds of little feet, their wonderful laughter, and their voices echo off the walls of their empty rooms.

OK, I sat here and made myself cry. Excuse me. I hate the thought of my girls growing up and leaving. I have to remember that God is in control and He knows. He knows what it is like to let a precious child go and fulfill their purpose in life, to make the world a better to place. He knows.

Going to go tuck my babies in and kiss them good night!