I don’t even know where to start. I could update with pictures from our recent
vacation. But I’ll save that for another
day. I could write on the experiences of
the last year. Busy. Chaotic. Unconventional. Surprisingly refreshing. Undoubtedly stressful. But I’m not feeling that today either. I could write about the fact that my boys; my
sweet, exuberant, smiling, challenging, boys, will be turning 3 tomorrow and 1
in 2 weeks. And that I have no idea
where time went. And that I’m thrilled
that they are getting older and more independent, and that a part of me is
cheering them on every step of the way, and another part is snuggling them
close not wanting these milestones to happen so quickly. But again, I don’t think that’s for
today. Possibly the fact that Kai and
just celebrated 11 ½ years of marriage? (yes we celebrate the ½ years too) But, no.
As much as I cherish those moments, that’s not where I will take this post
today. What about pictures of our
home? Hmmmm…that’s tempting because that
is where so much of my energy has been focused these last 2 months, but I think
I’ll also save that for another time.
Instead today, I just want to revel in the fact that life is
sweet. After months of being unsettled,
our life has started to slow. My
boys are both sleeping. My house is not
yet cleaned. There are fingerprint
smudges on the windows that I have not wiped clean. There is silence in this moment. A rare sound in our home. I know that in a matter of minutes or even an
hour, my active little boys will awake and I will again be graced by the sounds
of laughing, talking, and wailing. Of
cars and trains being driven on the hard floors, and the constant tug on my
hands by Kasen and ankles by Kelton encouraging me to come and play. I will serve them food that will undoubtedly
get stuffed into the recesses of the high chair, dropped on the floor, smeared
on the table, and mashed into the crevices of their faces. We will take time to read stories and I will
answered the never ending questions of “why?”
The tub will be filled and the bubbles overflowing as I
watch them splash, and laugh, and play.
And when I tuck them in at night, Kasen will ask me to cuddle with him
and we will giggle together as we make animal shadows with our hands in the
glow of his flashlight. And when I go
to leave, I will rub his back not once, but twice, because he will ask that of
me. Kelton will snuggle in close as we
rock together and he nurses. He will
reach up and feel my face, studying its contours and shapes. And he will fall off to sleep as I lay him in
his bed. I will quietly close the
door. Clean the house. Spend precious time with Kai as we talk about
the day and the future. And when we fall
into bed, our bodies tired from the day, and we're spending moments close together, my
mind will wander as I remember these events of this day. Every day.
And I realize that I am blessed. And
that life is sweet.
