Friday, November 16, 2012

good gifts.

If we were to line up their birthdays all in a row, we'd have 18 days to celebrate each child.

18 days to lay in the dry, July grass and "ooooo" at fireworks by their side. 18 Thanksgiving turkeys, 18 Christmas Eve snuggles.

I'm so glad these lovely days are spread out over years. But I never want to forget just how little time we have to make lasting memories and to build family traditions.

There's no time for begrudging life's tasks.

We have 18 giant leaf piles in our front-yard to rake together, and that's it. With our oldest, we're down 5 now. We have 13 falls left to teach him. To give him the memory of hard work and the joy of serving in this way.

Every day we give them a gift. A memory, a bit of a lesson, an experience in emotion.

Let's give good gifts.


amateur idler said...

I love this. I can't wait to have kids.

Bridget said...

This is a powerful perspective. Thank you!