Proof We Are Not Forgotten

A couple of days ago I wrote about "Life's Most Precious Moments". Well, it's funny that my oldest son would make the following post on Facebook:

      "[For a brief time] My curfew was the street lights and Mom didn't call my cell, she yelled "time to come in". I played outside with friends and not online. Video games were still just video games and not a lifestyle. If I didn't eat what my Mom cooked, I didn't eat. Hand sanitizer didn't exist but you could get your mouth washed out with soap. Re-post if you drank water from a hose and survived."

We as parents sometimes wonder if our children really listened to us as they were growing up. We often wonder what memories of their childhood they do remember. So, for me to read this posting by my son on Facebook--it made me feel misty-eyed and all warm and fuzzy inside!

Like I said, "Life is too short. Cherish all of the memories with your children." Because if you cherish the time/moments with your children, maybe, just maybe, they'll remember those same moments. they might just post those memories for all the world to see!!!

Life's Most Precious Little Moments

I had no idea what I was going to write about today. Not until I read a story by Sarah called "Sandcastles In the Air" (ahthepossibilities.com). Her article talks about that "me time" we are always looking for but for some reason or another, it always gets interrupted. And it usually gets interrupted by our children.

We sigh and agree to be the chosen playmate. And like Sarah mentioned, we do get replaced. Though the replacement may be temporary, it's in that moment that we realize our children are growing and won't need us anymore. Then we are happy again, when our children find something that we Mom's are still needed for. My children are young adults. They are both working, one in college and both are living the lives that they have chosen in the Sunshine state.

I think about my children all the time. I miss holding them. I miss having that feeling of being needed. But as I sit here thinking about what I am missing out on (now that that they are young adults), I am thinking about those parents who have had their precious moments stolen from them. These moments could have been taking away by the other parent because of stupidity or divorce; how about through illness or death. It doesn't matter how, what matters is that a parent or parents aren't able to experience those precious moments that I am missing.

So, when we sit back and think about the "me time" moments that our children interrupt, think about a couple of things. First, accept the interruption with a smile and cherish that moment because moments with our children are just that moments that we will never get back. And secondly, say a prayer for those whose precious moments have been stolen from them. They are the ones that wish they could have a "me time" to interrupt. Life is too short!! Cherish all of the moments that are given to you!!