I have this hanging in my room:
and I love it.
My Grandma Joy made it for my mom when she was a young mother like me. I don't know how I lucked out, but this gem is now mine.
These words scroll through my mind every time I feel like I need to get away or feel like my kiddos are driving me crazy. Which they do. Why is being a momma so hard? Why is it so hard to adore and cherish each and every moment with these sweet little angels? And that's what they are - angels (that sometimes drive me crazy).
It seems like it would be easy.
It really does seem that way.
But it isn't so easy for me.
I need something like this on my wall to remind me.
It's my own personal pep talk everyday,
reminding me what really is important.
3 comments:
That is such a great little poem. Our kids are growing up too fast that's for sure. I noticed you were LDS...us too! You have a nice little blog.
I SOooo needed to read this today. Thanks.
I wish that I had lucked out and had that handed down too...maybe I'll have to ask my mom about hers and see if I can get my hands on it!
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