I see the big kids less and less (they just go out and get their own lives..what are they thinking?), so I know how fast it will go. I’m looking back over Facebook memories, and I’m a little sentimental today. I am praying to remember each and every little moment as important. Even the ones I’ve yet to experience. Here’s to the end of summer and intentional time with each of them this year.

I am so thankful that the thing I feared was not the end of my girl. We know it is most dangerous for those with heart and lung problems . . and diabetes.

Read the texts though they come few and far between, respond gently, encourage, and be available if there are two minutes to talk before they fall asleep.

We knew we wouldn’t have them forever, and it was time to let them go.

Don’t stress over the little things. If I’ve learned anything . . I know my kids will call or text me if they really need something.