It has caused me to think about life, and just how short and precious it is. Its so hard to be "in" the moment sometimes with the hussle and bussle of life with 3 small children. I try SO hard, really hard, to appreciate the little moments.
Today....
Wyatt went up to Noah and hugged him and says "I love my brother" and kissed him.
Noah can count to 100 all by himself.
Hunter smiles at everything.
These are TRULY the moments of what makes life worth living. the bills and errand running are just the crap you gotta deal with. I hope i can always recognize these moments my children have as they get older and hold on to them after theyve grown up and moved away.
I hate death. I know its a part of life, but i dont like it, and i fear it for myself and those i love. its so scary to think that at ANY given moment, EVERYTHING can be ripped away from you in an instant.
I am off to bed to ponder as i fall asleep.
peace,
aimee
PS this song had me in tears tonite. love these lyrics.
Temporary Home Lyrics
Little boy, 6 years old
A little too used to bein' alone.
Another new mom and dad,another school,
Another house that'll never be home.
When people ask him how he likes this place...
He looks up and says, with a smile upon his face,
"This is my temporary home
It's not where I belong.
Windows and rooms that I'm passin' through.
This is just a stop, on the way to where I'm going.
I'm not afraid because I know this is my
Temporary Home."
Young mom on her own.
She needs a little help, got nowhere to go.
She's lookin' for a job, lookin' for a way out,
Because a half-way house will never be a home.
At night she whispers to her baby girl,
"Someday we'll find our place here in this world."
"This is our temporary home.
It's not where we belong.
Windows and rooms that we're passin' through.
This is just a stop, on the way to where we're going.
I'm not afraid because I know this is our
Temporary Home."
http://www.elyricsworld.com/temporary_home_lyrics_carrie_underwood.html
Old man, hospital bed,
The room is filled with people he loves.
And he whispers don't cry for me,
I'll see you all someday.
He looks up and says, "I can see God's face."
"This is my temporary Home
It's not where I belong.
Windows and rooms that I'm passin' through.
This was just a stop,on the way to where I'm going.
I'm not afraid because I know... this was
My temporary home."
This is our temporary home.
Little boy, 6 years old
A little too used to bein' alone.
Another new mom and dad,another school,
Another house that'll never be home.
When people ask him how he likes this place...
He looks up and says, with a smile upon his face,
"This is my temporary home
It's not where I belong.
Windows and rooms that I'm passin' through.
This is just a stop, on the way to where I'm going.
I'm not afraid because I know this is my
Temporary Home."
Young mom on her own.
She needs a little help, got nowhere to go.
She's lookin' for a job, lookin' for a way out,
Because a half-way house will never be a home.
At night she whispers to her baby girl,
"Someday we'll find our place here in this world."
"This is our temporary home.
It's not where we belong.
Windows and rooms that we're passin' through.
This is just a stop, on the way to where we're going.
I'm not afraid because I know this is our
Temporary Home."
http://www.elyricsworld.com/temporary_home_lyrics_carrie_underwood.html
Old man, hospital bed,
The room is filled with people he loves.
And he whispers don't cry for me,
I'll see you all someday.
He looks up and says, "I can see God's face."
"This is my temporary Home
It's not where I belong.
Windows and rooms that I'm passin' through.
This was just a stop,on the way to where I'm going.
I'm not afraid because I know... this was
My temporary home."
This is our temporary home.
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