A Normal Day
“Normal day, let me be aware of the treasure you are. Let me learn from you, love you, bless you before you depart. Let me not pass you by in quest of some rare and perfect tomorrow. Let me hold you while I may, for it may not always be so. One day I shall dig my nails into the earth, or bury my face in the pillow, or stretch myself taut, or raise my hands to the sky and want, more than all the world, your return.”
― Mary Jean Irion
Your new job takes you even further away from us then the last, but through good fortune, you seem to be home earlier then ever before. I never knew how much of a difference thirty minutes can make in the life of our family. We haven't had you for dinner during a weeknight like this, hardly ever. I have no idea if it will last, but for now, we all can hardly contain our excitement to see you walk in as we put dinner on the table.
Photo by Olivia Gatti
you are tired. i know. parenthood has given and taken more than we ever could have imagined. all those years ago when we chose to make a life together, we were clueless. we still are...we still are. those three words mean everything to me. no matter what is handed to us, you and i are in this together. we still are.
Photo by Heather Robinson Photography