Beauty-full.

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My life is beauty-full.
I have so many wonderful things going on, and great things are happening for the people I love.
Today I dropped Jack off at school. I walk him to his classroom, and chat with the teacher while he unloads his backpack.
As I look into the room he is getting his table ready for work and chatting with his buddies. So I turn from the classroom and head on down the hall. I am already thinking about stopping for a coffee on my way home and what I should do with my morning off when I hear, from far away..
"MOM, MOM, MOMMMYYYYY! Its me JACK!!!! DOWN HERE!"
I turn around and at the far end of the hall where I just left my boy working and lost in his 5 yr old world, HE stands, arms waving over his head, jumping up and down.
"I see you JACK!!!"
I yell back too loud for normal mothers to understand.
"BYE MOM!! I LOVE YOU!!!!"
"I LOVE YOU TOO JACK!!!" As I wave my arms and jump up and down.
He blows me a kiss.
It hits me square in the face and and runs through my body like warm maple syrup and fills my heart.
I blow him a kiss back.
We wave for a few more seconds and then... He goes in.
My life is more full of beauty in those 30 seconds than most get in a lifetime.
This boy, these girls, and that MAN of mine FILL ME.
Im not always appreciative, nor aware.
But their LOVE is what defines me.

Missi came home for the weekend. She is struggling. Struggling with being away, being home, being a kid, being a grown-up.
I remember not wanting to be anywhere. Wanting to be home when I was away, and away when I was home.
SHe is there I think. We are having some alone time tomorrow and have to really talk. She is so much her Dad sometimes. Moody, and a nontalker.

Allie all I can say is she is my best friend and makes me laugh everyday. A true gift.

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