It is trying to keep the kids settled in the back of our van while Daddy gets us checked into our hotel room for the night.
It is noticing that L’s head is rested softly on her younger brother’s shoulder in simple affection that rarely allows itself to be seen anymore because it is no longer “cool” for a brother to let his sister touch him.
It is smiling at the chubby cheeked toddler locked into her favorite seat in the world…the one she still prays is safe and the one that she wishes she still could fit into even tho her 8 year old body is much too long.
It is shaking my head at the tinted glasses on the face of the girl who is now a 14 year old who wouldn’t be caught dead in the accessory she then thought so cool she had to wear them at night.
It is the memory of the pigtailed redhead who sits seemingly alone in the backseat and realizing how much I love her sweet face that now is always dressed in trendy glasses…and it is wondering if she struggled to see even then.
Motherhood, for me, is summed up in these sweet faces and the tears that still fill my eyes when I remember this first ever family trip to San Diego.
Even now, as I look at it, I find myself wondering how time was stolen from me even while my eyes were wide open…even while I was looking, it seems that there is so much that I missed and I can only pray each day that they will always know that while I am far from perfect…they own the depths of my emotional heart in ways they may never even know!
What is motherhood for you?
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