i stumbled upon a draft of a blog post from 2014
that i never remember creating.
these pictures were from a normal day.
nothing special.
but now as i look back,
i see that
this moment in time was everything.
this is what life is all about.
these little in-between moments.
as we embark upon sending our second born away to college,
i am desiring to go back to the good old days
where i had little kids crawling all over me
and requiring every ounce of me.
i have heard from wise women
that this new season only gets sweeter,
but i feel as though i am in transition in labor,
where what is ahead is unknown and,
frankly, terrifying.
i long for those days from the past,
where i was able to immerse myself in motherhood.
and yet, i see that with my sweet Luke,
i still get to be there.
right smack in demanding stages of motherhood
(in the best of ways)
as he will always prefer
to be velcroed to my side.
this moment eleven years ago
was certainly the good old days.
but then i remember that
today is also
the good old days.
