I love the change of seasons. One of my favorite memories growing up was right before thanksgiving. Thanksgiving was a BIG deal in our home. My dad often invited everyone he knew from school that had no place to eat thanksgiving dinner. Each year in college, my brothers and I would bring home friends that lived too far away to go home. Thanksgiving at our house was a day filled with aunts, uncles, cousins, friends, teachers and homecooked food. Everyone would come over at lunch and stay late into the evening playing flag football, board games, talking outside, taking naps or watching old movies. I remember LOVING to come home after cheerleading practice in high school on the last day of school before thanksgiving. My mom would come home from school around noon that day and start all the baking. Pies, cakes, my great grandma’s favorite cookies, and arabic desserts were laying all over the house by the time I would get home. Such sweet memories~
Each season of the year brings fond memories from growing up just like this. Not only are there seasons of the year, there are also seasons of life. I love the season of life I am in right now. our home is so sweet with all these little kids running everywhere. The work is crazy but they are so cute….. each night when I tuck them in, I get really close to each of their sleeping faces and just look at them. They are so sweet and little and innocent. A day will come for each of them when they no longer are cared for as children but that they must stand as adults in a world filled with sin, and temptation, and schemes of the devil. Many nights I walk away from them and pray for those years ahead. But during their childhood, I want them to remember a place where they learned the goodness and faithfulness of our God. And a home that loved Him more than anything…. that is my prayer.
Here are a few things I wanted to say that have been on my mind lately
1. I want my kids to have the same sweet mememories from growing up as I did.
2. They are not going to be little forever so i need to keep taking pictures and videos and staring at them like a crazy mom when they are in bed at night……. I always laugh out loud at Georgia when I do this. She is the lightest sleeper. I’ll get real close to her face to look at her and then BOOM she just opens both eyes and looks at me…. it usually startles me and I start laughing. The other day I heard someone say when your kids are little, the days are long, but the years are short……. so true!
3. Make some good memories with your family this fall. If you are the mom, that means most of the work will fall on your shoulders but it’s so worth it for your kids! Thank you mom for all the work you did every year during thanksgiving to be hospitable! I still treasure those memories!!
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