It’s not only children who grow. Parents do too. As much as we watch to see what our children do with their lives, they are watching us to see what we do with ours. I can’t tell my children to reach for the sun. All I can do is reach for it, myself. Joyce Maynard
On this foggy morning smelling like Autumn, Sweet Son’s delight is what made waking up so early on a Saturday morning totally worth it. The long drive to our game allowed for an awesome conversation with him about a whole bunch of nothings, the ones that close family bonds are made of. Listening to him talk I know how lucky I am to feel so close to both my children. Such a gift is something I treasure with all my being as I am very aware of its precious quality.
I know there will be cold and rainy Saturday mornings when I will rather stay in bed rather than take him to his game. They will be far and few because the time we spend together getting to know each other better, makes it all worthwhile.
Ps: I could not help myself…I changed my blog theme yet again, I hope you do not mind 🙂