My Family October 9, 2007

This week has been a difficult one for a friend of mine in a mothers group that I attend. Just sitting and thinking and praying for her and her family has brought me to my knees in my own personal struggles with loved ones. I will never truely know her pain, but I can bring myself to understand why God does the things he does, and why He puts us through these trials.

I look at my little girls and believe there is more to life than a pretty house, a new car to drive, and a yard for my children to play in. I look at my husband and see someone who hasn’t given up and walked away. And I look at the things in my home and think ‘These are just things’ and they would only be things if they were without the memories.

I love my family and I want to share some of the memories that we made this weekend. I sewed the cute little punkin dresses all by myself. Brian and the girls decorated the porch with chalk artwork. We loved turning up the radio and banging on instruments right before bed. And one more, which may be the most special: We tucked in the girls to bed, together.