Lucky

One day a few weekends ago it was all stormy and cloudy - until about three in the afternoon and then the clouds cleared and the most amazingly beautiful rainbow filled the sky and Clara was spellbound.  She sat outside and colored the sweetest picture of our home with this beautiful rainbow stretched over it.

Several weeks ago I was walking her and a friend to school one morning.  The morning sun was shining on their brown hair, both with floppy ribbons bouncing up and down as the pushed themselves along on their scooters.  Their skinny little legs still looked tan from summer and their back packs bounced up and down with the weight of their lunch boxes.  Watching them scoot along, laughing with each other and talking about their upcoming day - I was so overwhelmed with gratitude for my children's lucky lives.  Their bags were filled with healthy lunches, they had an awesome school they got to go to for free - they live somewhere where they are safe and cared for - they have every need and most of their wants filled, most even before they think of them.  I am so grateful.

A few nights ago Grady wasn't feeling very good when I put him to bed.  Normally when I put Clara and Gray to bed they think of all sorts of things that they love me more than - already wrote about that - but that night Gray just kind of felt sick and couldn't think very good so after saying, "I love you more than...." and stammering around for a minute, he said in a very sleepy little voice, "I just love ya more than ya think Mom."   Holy cow - I just love you more than you think baby.  Way way way way more.