the days may long, but the years are short. how do I bottle up a moment that seems to slip through my fingers as quickly as the sand?
how do i capture their care with each other?
how do i remember their innocent wonder?
how do i hold on to the way their hair blows in the wind, soft curls that twirl through my fingers, the sweet smell of salt and sand mixed together to make a scent uniquely theirs?
how do i engrave this moment in my heart? lucas and his little yellow shovel, his bare toes that dig deep in the sand, his chubby hands that catch dirt and his smile that giggles with the wind?
how do i hold on to the words between father and son...their science like study of sand and water and crabs that scurry round their fingers. the questions caleb asks, his squeals of delight. his child love for daddy hero.
how do i remember each finger that fits small in mine, each giggle, each smile?
how do i capture these heart full moments in time?
where love grows beyond
where treasured moments are made
they slip through my fingers....warm and fleeting as sand.
i can only tuck them away, those smiles and giggles, blue eyed boys with their daddy in the sand.
and pull them out, every now in then...these moments that take my breath away. they hurt my heart sometimes...such goodness and love, joy and hope. these little boys are whispers of hope that fill me up with a thousand good things of love.
beach day with my boys. always a good thing.
The magic of being a parent. Could you even begin to imagine how moments could so quickly tug at your heart strings?
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