When I get old...

I don't want to be a burden to my children. When I get old I want to leave my family with wonderful memories of our lives together. When I get old I want to sit on my porch in the rocker and watch as the yard fills with grandchildren, nieces, nephews, and cousins and such. When I get old I want my children, grandchildren, and family to say "Tell us that story again, Mom. You know the one about..." When I get old I want to be wanted. When I get old I want my best friend still sitting beside me and sharing a knowing look or a good laugh just between the two of us. When I get old I don't want the pain. When I get too old to live, I just want to go to heaven. When I get old, I'll be closer to seeing Jesus.

Remembering...

Today I'm remembering...you know those moments in your life that you always recall. The moments that stay right in front of your memory and cause you to smile each time someone finds the right trigger to bring them to the surface. I'm remembering how wonderful it was to be a mother to young children. When my children were young I worked, but I loved being their MOM. As they got older, I went back to school and finally graduated. Today the memory is of a little girl and a little boy that always came to visit me as I was reading the end of a book...the memory of a little girl sharing her secrets with me...the memory of a boy laughing until he cried...and singing through his daily activities...remembering the little girl that loved her hair brushed (unlike her mother)...of a boy that loved TV and of a little girl that loved her "babies." And now I've moved beyond the remembering to absolute gratitude for the opportunity to be a mother. Thank you God for giving me treasures from your kingdom.