Today, we are in for a treat! Enjoy this piece from a very special guest writer, a sweet mom who is kinda close to my heart.
Wild Little One
The sand is soft and fine but just rough enough to have a satisfying texture. I grab a handful and let it slip slowly from my hands back into the ever-shrinking pile. It’s warm on my skin. The direct sunlight provides just enough heat to keep me from getting chilly in the soft breeze of these morning hours.
You are in your “house” playing with a few scoops of sand on the bench. I hear you chattering about “working on something” and “scooping dirt with your loader.” You periodically run over to me to show me a big scoop or tell me about your walking stick. You take a seat next to me and start to move sand with your tractors playing quietly.
I say a prayer of thanks to God in my heart for you and for moments like these, moments of peace and love in the midst of a difficult season.
I know I will miss these days.
The air is cold, but you don’t want socks. And shoes are a prison to escape from. You run outside with free toes and one pant leg that has ridden up to your knee. I hold myself back from trying to control your chaos. You hop with excitement when you see the skid steer drive by, turning to tell me with a grin on your oatmeal smudged face. It is the simplest things that bring you the most joy.
I know I will miss these days.
They say it goes so fast. It does. I try to clasp the moments in my hands for fear of them slipping like sand through my fingers before I can take them in. You want to be grown, but don’t try to hurry. For now, you are my wild little one.
I know I will miss these days.
This is so sweet. I’m not crying you’re crying. AUNT PAULA LOVES YOU ALL SO MUCH!
Marilyn writes well. She must have had a great teacher 😉 Thanks for sharing this special time.
Love this Marmoo. I feel it in my soul, even though we’ve got teens now. It does go by fast! These precious moments are so fleeting. I love you, and your boys bring me.so much joy, even from 100s of miles away❤️