Eleven years ago today, my son was born
We marveled that he didn't cry at birth. My mother worried, but the doctor told her...
"He doesn't need to cry, he needs to breathe... and he's breathing"
took our tightly swaddled bundle of joy to the side of the room and whispered into his ear
Later I asked him "what did you say to the baby?"
"Hear the conclusion of the whole matter. Fear God,
and keep His commandments, for this is the whole duty of man"
That was eleven years ago today...
This morning I overslept and woke to that same child's lips pressing against my cheek. My eyes opened and a broad smile spread across his face as he said "congratulations, you have a son."
Later in the car I listened as he and his little sister took a trip back down memory lane
"I remember when..."
"And then we..."
"Oh yeah, and what about when..."
And as I listened I couldn't help but smile as I noted that all of the things they were referencing were
we have shared together as a family
My kids weren't talking about
they were sharing memories
"Remember when we went to the snow for Christmas?"
"Yeah, my favorite part was when we went in the cabin
and had hot cocoa, marshmallows... and a bag of chips"
I smiled at the details they remembered from a trip that we took over 4 years ago
I smiled, grateful for the memories, the lessons in life and love
and I thanked God that
my gratitude really is for all of that...
and a bag of chips!