Dear sweet sweet offspring that live in my house-- you are adorable. you are exasperating. you are ornery. you are rebellious, and even disobedient. you are intelligent. you are quieter in some ways than you should be and insanely too loud in others. you are hilarious. you can do more than you let on. you give excellent hugs. each of you are, and have, something i never had- a brother. you look like your mommy. you look like your daddy. you are messy. you give me grey hair. you make me laugh until i can't breathe. you make me tired. i can't imagine a life without you. there are times i strain my brain trying to remember what it was like before you- when there must have been quiet, and order, and sanity...and something missing. you hold a piece of my heart that i will never get back, there is nothing i can do about that- you have stolen it with your gentle spirits, your innocence (ha, sometimes), your humongous eyes.
you love each other.
you look different, and the same.
you sleep with your outer arm up and your inner arm tucked under...both of you do this.
you are who i spend almost all my time with. you may not always like me, and you may get in trouble, but you will always be loved by me. you are a part of me. you are a gift. and i'm blessed enough to have...two.
musings of life and laughter...composed between loads and loads of dirty laundry (which we will attempt to avoid airing here)... stories of trials and faith, of falling and rising, and of the steadfast arms of our strong, strong God.
- alisha
- wife. mom. adjunct professor. we homeschool. i'm a little bit OCD. i love math. bright colors and geometric designs make me drool. we live with a medical rarity, and Jesus saved his life. through that, Jesus is changing us. The american dream and status quo is overrated...and sometimes just plain wrong. our lives, our family, our careers, our faith are all now filtered through a new lens-- thank you Jesus. welcome to our crazy. feel free to take some of it with you, we have plenty to go around.
It's not the load that breaks you down; it's the way you carry it.
-- Lena Horne
The thief comes only to steal and kill and destroy; I have come that they may have life, and have it to the full.-- Jesus Christ
The thief comes only to steal and kill and destroy; I have come that they may have life, and have it to the full.-- Jesus Christ
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5 comments:
Ok, where's the tissue?
ha, totally- well now we are even from your post the other day! :)
I feel the same way! Brotherly love is unexplainable to those that have never been around it! I love how the boys love each other throughout the good the bad and the everything in between!
I can hardly wait for Dylan to have a sweet brother to have that bond with!
Best post ever.
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