September 13, 2003 in Rochester, WA. I married the love of my life, a man I have been in love with since I was 14 years old. Every year since May 20, 1998, we celebrate another year of us!

am the mom of 4 kids, 3 boys and 1 girl. The girl was not last, she was 3rd. Number 4 was not an "whoops", he was planned. Being a wife and mommy is all I have ever wanted to be.

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Friday, October 1, 2010

Sorrow Tugs at the Heart

That moment when you realize that with every fleeting moment of the day, another memory is created, another tiny gasp of light on the past will be forever stored in your heart and mind. 
Yet, will not be again seen....

That perfectly imperfect moment, when they spill there milk, look to your teary eyed, ready to cry and you hug your baby, letting them know "everyone makes mistakes." That hero moment when you can make the worst scratch, bump or bruise better by just a smile and a kiss. The size of their body, almost to big for your lap, when they climb up to you and fall asleep in your arms. The firsts how tragically beautiful they are, as your babies first tooth, smile, giggle, and steps... to your toddlers first favorite movie that they watch 200x and still laugh just as hard as Buzzlight year and Woody do the silly things they do! First time as a "big kid" they ride their bike with no training wheels, then it feels only minutes later they are doing their first jump off a ramp. How you look forward with dread and excitement to their first day of school...

These moments as beautiful as they are, are all so evanescent. Such a tiny part of the big picture. For a mother, or grandmother, auntie or adopted aunties, these moments are tiny sorrow tugs on the heart. Brief and short-lived moments that will live forever in the memories of the hearts they touch.

I have forever been such a strong and tough girl, not a crier by any term, but my growing babies can make a lump so large and hard to choke down appear in my thought and a glassy film of tears emerge to the surface of my eyes in the most unexpected moment and way.

So Yay to sorrow tugs and yay till tomorrow for these are the moments I live to remember!