As I grow older I become more of a stickler in my ways.
I have always loved being at home and never been much of a mom to take my children out daily to this or that just to be out. In many ways, doing too many activities would just exhaust me and I find that for me, staying home more is best.
I love the comfort that home provides. The peace. The familiarity.
I love that home is that place where everything slows down. That we can control the pace, the temperature, and the culture there away from the busyness of the world.
I am a very private person in many ways so home is like a great escape. To read, to think, to dream. To internalize my deepest thoughts.
And now that summer is here I am prepared to drink in the slowness, to relax, to enjoy, to relish just being and sharing special moments with the children. Because each moment is so precious.
To protect this time because this too will so quickly slip from my hands and vanish in a blink of an eye.
To deeply breathe in and breathe out.
To mend a neglected sock, and play a sought after board game. To lay in the fresh cut grass and giggle endlessly next to small little bodies.
To dance with growing sons in the kitchen to oldies, and bake a piping hot treat.
To tickle young daughters, and lovingly hear the overflowing heart of my young adult.
To whisper stories about tadpoles that live under old oak trees and encourage them to trust Jesus when they are scared in the night.
So simple, we take it for granted.
Where hearts can be restored.
A place for a mom like me to be...
in the quiet love of home.
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