A journal for my children of my life with them

This blog tells the story of my children while they are young.
I am constantly told, like by the stranger when my little one had an accident today in the library, that these moments go by so fast
(although I wished I could have skipped that one).
I can feel them slipping through my hands, all these little beautiful moments.
Moments when I get to be a child again because of their wonder.
Moments when their need for me challenges me (sometimes at the library) to be a better and bigger person.
Moments when I am faced with their pain and must rely on God for their needs.
Moments when I hurt because they are just so beautiful to look at, and even more often so beautiful on the inside.

I don't know if they will want to read these chronicles when they grow up, but I hope so. I hope this journal helps them to remember a childhood they loved, and family who love them

Friday, March 11, 2011

Vacation day #2, A Day that's Gray and Stormy

We were greeted at the restaurant by Nana and Papa Tuesday night and went to the condo full and road weary.  
The next morning we woke up early and everyone hit the beach.  We worked hard at making a sand castle until storm clouds rolled in fast.
after a couple of tornado warnings the clouds became whiter and we went to dinner on the pier together.  

Afterward Papa took Dorathea to feed the birds.  They named thier favorites; Malcom and Sophia, and shared serious conversation about the seagulls.
I look down from the balcony before bed and see this;
Someone is thinking of me tonight.
 I just stick out my chin and grin and say ah, the sun will come out tomorrow,  wink.
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