Memories to Make

I ran across an old post of mine the other day, and it stopped me in my tracks. Isn't it funny how your own words can come back to check you?

 

memories
 

The post is called Living in the Small Hours. It was written just after Teeny {my baby} turned 2 years old. We had just watched Meet the Robinsons and Rob Thomas' song, "Little Wonders," was ringing in my heart.
 

 

our lives are made
in these small hours
these little wonders,
these twists & turns of fate
time falls away,
but these small hours,
these small hours still remain

 

It was a timely reminder for me.
 

It's Christmastime. The time of year when we get uber busy preparing for a one or two day event. I know I can easily forget to live in the moment with my children when I get focused on shopping and food and cookie making and …
 

Can you relate?
 

But let's face it, it's easy to do in the busyness of non-holiday seasons as well. Life is pressing. It's busy. It can even be chaotic.
 

What will our children remember?
 

What will we remember when the children are grown and gone from home?

 

Christmas Boy

 

Motherhood really is about the journey.
 

It's about loving these tiny people entrusted to you.
 

It's about making memories along the way- the every day sort of memories.

 

Christmas games
 

The small, ordinary moments are the ones that will be the significant memories of life, the ones they look back and recount to their children.
 

Our memories really are made up of small moments… meaningful moments.
 

Will we let those moments slip away from us or will we slow down and find joy in the journey with our children?

 

Sweet Family
 

I know what I want to determine to do. My older children are growing up before my eyes. Judah is 20 and in college. He's a man now. My Colleen is 18 and such a sweet young lady.

I am much more busy now than when my older three children were little. I don't want to miss out on the wonder with my two younger girls while they are still young.

 

Birthday girl
 

Christmas shopping can wait.

I have cookies to bake and messes to make.

I have little faces to make messy with hot chocolate mustaches.

I have ordinary moments of joy to savour.

I have memories to make with my family.
 

The journey goes on, and I want to suck every bit of joy out of it that I possibly can.
 

Let's savour the joy in the journey.

 

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