My kids are back from Grandma’s and the house feels normal again. I missed them. They had so much fun at Grandma’s. She threw Luke a second birthday party, as I’m told she did back in November for Natalie (I was in the hospital and quite ill). She even made Luke his Minecraft cake, and that makes me happy. I was upset that I wasn’t able to make it for him, because I know how much it meant to him. So it was nice to see that Grandma was able to do it. They were able to get some swimming in too. They had a fun weekend.
So this afternoon they are just playing and relaxing, kind of low key. I was putting away some laundry and Natalie came to me and said that she was crying “happy cries”. When I asked her why, she said it was because today was the best day ever. I guess she missed us too.
Friday afternoon, Luke was home with me, and we had gone around the block, and then played at the park at the end of our street. He played on the monkey bars, and then we swung on the swings. We chatted a bit. Nothing exciting or out of the ordinary. But then he grabbed my phone to tell me “this is the best park day ever.”
So in the course of a few days, both my children have expressed to me that they are happy, without any provocation. I can’t really fully express how happy that makes me. We have all been through a very rough time as a family this past year, each in our own ways. But this past week God has really shown me (through my own children, especially) how truly faithful He really is to strengthen us, to grow us, and to bless us with what we need and more.
Today is Memorial Day, and I thought I should write a post about that, and what it means, but this is all I’ve got. What I I want to say is that I am so thankful to all the men and women who put their lives on the line so that people like us can enjoy the freedoms we have. Freedom to play, swim, eat cake. Freedom to be a family. Freedom to be Christians. Thank you to all our veterans. Whether killed in active duty or not, each one of you made a choice to fight for the rest of us, knowing you may never come home. And for that, we should all be grateful.
What freedoms are you grateful for? Did someone you know die for our country? Please, share with us here on my blog (not on my FB post, as that is not accessible by everyone). I pray you all are having a blessed day and enjoying your freedom!