Today, I am grateful. I am grateful to be home with my babies. All of us are still in our PJ's soaking up this last official day of summer break. I start back to work on Monday.
Boo-hoo. (repeat).
It was one year ago today that I received the phone call that no wife ever wants to get. It was one year ago that I saw a scene that no wife ever wants to see. And it was one year ago today that my sweet husband miraculously walked away from a terrible accident.
As this time of year approaches (back to school), it is so easy for me to get wrapped up in the 2.7 million things to do. My to-do list never shrinks, it grows...daily. So this summer, I kept myself at home with my babies, only taking three days to prepare. Russ' accident helps to put everything into perspective. I can become so engulfed in my work that I can forget my first ministry is to my family.
I am so thankful that I have a job that allows me 8 weeks to pretend that I am a stay-at-home mommy. I promised myself that I would cherish those weeks this summer. My girls are at such precious ages. I will blink and they will be 17. Tear...
So, my table is covered with printables, labels, laminating, and lesson plans, but I am home. With my family. :)
For those of you who are in my shoes, we will make it together. For those of you who are home with your babies daily, cherish every.little.minute.
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