Sweet memories

The photo on this page has remained one of my very favorites of Laura.  She was about 4 years old here.   I can still remember her running in the house, all smiles with a bouquet of dandelions she'd picked for me.  Remember your favorite pink corduroy overalls Laura?  You crawled into them every chance you got, and wore them totally out!

A random snapshot-

A forever memory

Any moms out there with small children?

Trust me.

I know how busy you are,

How frustrated you get

How there's not enough time

or money

I know how much laundry you have to do,

How dirty or cluttered your house gets.

I know how you just get one mess cleaned up and there

behind you is three more.

I know how miserable it is when you have sick kids

I know how difficult it is when YOU are sick and have kids.

I know how many meals you have to make, and how you just get one meal 

cleaned up from and it's time to make the next.

I know how you can't be on the phone, the computer or in the bathroom for a minute

before someone starts hollering for you, fighting, or disaster strikes.

I know how tired you can be and how much sleep you miss.

I know alot more than just this too.

I know how fast 30 years goes.

I know how many things really don't matter.

It's like being in labor.

You think you can't do it,

It's going to never be over--

Until that baby is placed in your arms

And you know how much it was worth it,

and time dims the memory of the pain.

And one day somehow you find yourself

in a far away place.

Somewhere you never expected to be

Because you never imagined your child there

Saying goodbye.

And realizing....

In spite of everything

They grow up 

in the blink of an eye.

Realizing that you don't remember

the work you left undone;

but  you remember moments

that you took the time to love.  

To play, to hug,

To read, to be silly.

To let them be little,

To let them sleep in the middle.

And to exclaim over a small dandelion boquet

cluched in grubby sweet little hands

by a barefooted, tousel headed little child

who just tracked mud all thru the house.

Again.

Who left the door open for the flies to come in,

and the toddler to escape out.

Again.

Who woke up the baby you just got to sleep

Again.

with a joyful cry of
"Look what I brought you mommy!"

Happy 30th Birthday Laura--With Love from your Mama