I was backing up photos onto a hard drive, organizing, deleting, and getting glimpses of years past. I watched a couple short video clips of my boys. What amazed me is both how ordinary and precious that slice of time was, that time is.
Adorable firecrackers of life they were; they still are and I’m sorry for times I miss seeing them fully for how spectacle their lives shine!
Not because they’re especially well behaved or gifted in exceptional ways — they’re your average “he’s-looking-at-me!-he-hit-me!” boys of rascal everyday — but what matters is this gift of time we have together, however long or short.
Savored in all its loud messy glory. Cupped near our hearts in gratitude.
Today really is special.