3:00 am. The earlier you wake the bigger the day. Moments passing. I try to catch them—like the first family gathering in over a year—and put them somewhere safe.
The chairs were full but some places were empty. Those people I brought to the table inside me.
The children are no longer children. We can share clothes, and shoes, like I once did with my mom.
The dolls I strolled and dressed and fed were passed on to the children’s children.
The day comes when the challenge is to empty out—your attic, your basement, your head, your heart—the old in order to receive the New.
Have you ever noticed how the small things take up more space than the big things…?
Even Solomon in all his splendor could not compare to the lilies.
You are so right Deb ” the small things take up more space than the big things”
and, life moves on no matter what. Our kids are trying to take care of us too soon.
nice family spread around the table. Precious times to tuck away.
A lovely everything here! 🙂
Beautiful words stirring images in my soul
Yes, Gary, as long as we tuck away precious small things we should be okay. Honestly, it was ridiculous how hard it was to let go of my toys! I don’t think that’s what God means when He says to remain childlike. 😂 Moving on, a little lighter every day💛
Thank you for sharing it with me. 💛
Thank you, Harold.
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These photos and post make my heart so happy for you! Here’s to family and memories! ❤️
Aww, thanks Robin❤️
Beautiful words making memories❤️
Thanks, JoAnn.