Can It Be?

Can it be August already? I found myself dreaming of fall (my favorite season) last night while clearing up from dinner. Daddy and Lena went for a walk, and I was left alone. I lit a candle and enjoyed the intense quietness as I straightened up. The smell of the candle reminded me of those crisp, cool days that are soon to come.

But no! I don't want to live in the future because these days are too precious.

Clumsy me, bumbling and tripping around the house, the large grin of my husband when he looks at his two - no three! - girls, the beads of sweat on Lena's nose, blowing bubbles in the backyard ...

... meeting Daddy at a pizza place for lunch, Lena asking for "strawbears", our mouths stained with water ice, Lena misusing her pronouns, "Where is I Daddy?"

These are beautiful days that I don't want to forget. I want to capture them in my mind and be able to tell my children the stories of when they were young. Of course, we never know what the future holds, but that is all a part of His divine plan.

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"Thank you so much Lord - for now."

*** For those of you who have known me from childhood - isn't this a typical "bev" face?