All I Know: The Mothering Edition
The older I get, the less certain I am of anything.
I know that there’s one place to find truth and that we are given exactly what we need.
I know that who you marry matters and that I have been greatly blessed in that regard. Also, I just kind of really like him.
I know that moments become days and days become a childhood and I’ll never be ready for them to be gone.
And so lately, despite the stories I could tell here and the things I could share, I find myself sinking into these faces. Standing by them at the sink; really seeing them when they read to me; answering questions from underneath the laundry pile; saying “I’m sorry” when my patience fails; telling them the truth, always; laughing with them around the dinner table.
Because all of those moments and days – what we give them and oftentimes what we don’t – really, truly matter.
And that’s pretty much all I know.
So true, moments (of truth) become days (of happiness) which create a childhood (of peace and knowledge). Bless you all!
Nodding in agreement!
Oh my, those pictures of your older daughter are just TOO precious! Love the one of her with the hammer. 😉
And the truth is setting you free, oh if I could have done so well.My own family could have been so much better, closer, kinder, thank you
Amen. You have said it all. Your children are so blessed to have you and Stewart as their parents.
Amanda, your comment tugged at my heart. Have a little grace with yourself. We all make mistakes, but God rights all wrongs. He has good plans for you because He loves you.
Peace… 🙂
Your blog post today has touched my heart and seems to truly embody how I am also feeling these days. So well written and with instinct. Cheers