I love those little faces!

So today I had to go through withdrawal not having my Miaja and Chase home. I kept seeing their faces as they came through the door after school. I love those little faces.

The door swung open today and I felt a joy
that can simply come only from children.

Without missing a breath a blow-by-blow of the days events roll off of their tongues-simultaneously.
By some miracle-known only to mothers-
I actual hear MOST of the details.

We laugh over some silly things said and I replace the
hair-clip my daughters jabbed up the middle of her hairline-she being
completely oblivious to how "silly" it might have looked.
All the while my son devours any morsel in sight (we actual starve him...j/k).

We lie together on the living room floor surrounded by book orders, school projects, assignments and art. The simple thought comes effortlessly to my mind-
"these are the riches of life".

365 Days of Wonder

This blog is simply a motivation for me. As a resolution for 2011 I wanted to make more time for writing. So this is how I am going to do it. Each day during 2011 I am going to write whatever comes to heart. I am so excited to get to do this because I LOVE to see happens when I sit and listen to what is going on inside of me! Happy New Year. May it be one to grow, learn and love!
(I am doing this sincerely for myself, don't mean to sound too selfish but it's true. I make no claims...it's just great for myself)

Look Forward

A cool, awakening breeze silently whispers as it dances on swiftly. I hear the echo's of the past years memories tip-toeing through my now reminiscent thoughts.
Hopes were conjured, desires created, moments that will forever be locked in my grateful heart. Each a glorious gift for savoring through the tomorrows.

Childrens laughter certainly heard. Their innocence, love and devotion carry steady in my heart.

Deep familiar eyes pierce my soul. Together through this patchwork of life we've created, he is constant. My pep talk, my faithful shoulder, my reliant grin and my sturdy hand to hold.

Facing forward now I find a satisfying thrill in the wonder of tomorrow. What memories will be created? The joys that are ours to behold. Look forward to the tomorrows.

My little bundle of yesterday, today and tomorrow!