My Momma Again

This is weird to be pasting my mom's posts but they are so cute that I need them on my blog too ;)

A person would have to get awfully early to beat Jared to the worm...he is ridiculously diligent with important days such as Mother's and Father's day, birthdays, and the like. He thinks big (creatively) too...there are no 'socks' or 'chocolates' from this thoughtful son. He is the purest person I know...I love him so much. I am so lucky that I get to see Jared every day, and that we do fun things together, like learning, road trips, eating out, and cooking cauliflower soup, starting a business, talking politics, and planning our football game for the season. Now we are trying to get in to a Dennis Miller/Bill O'Reilly show while we are in South Carolina in September. I have such a great life.

Though, speaking of early birds....Mark has installed Dad's Father's day gift already in the garage...Dad will see his gift tonight. I wonder if Mark is going to give me Dad's gift for Mother's day?? Haha. I also had the perfect opportunity to share an afternoon with Mark this week. It happened spontaneously, the best way, though after a heart felt prayer for him that very morning, and we had the best, best day...really connecting. Mark carry's his own load - not letting on even if it's getting heavy. Do you know what I was truly thankful for? That I was here to be in the right place at the right time to listen. If I had a job outside I just wouldn't have been here. How often does this happen, that I find I am thankful that I was home? Nearly every. single. day. I would miss so many moments, even though my kids are grown; my daughter-in-law coming over to sew, making persian food with Mark's girlfriend Mariah, having Sarra call with good news or a question about something, running an errand for Eli, learning fun things with my grandkids, going to the pool with my little grand daughter Isabelle, and being here when my big, beautiful, sweet sons need an ear or a hand. I owe this amazing privilege to my husband, who has made it possible. I should celebrate him on Mother's Day, because he has made that role possible for me. What an amazing guy - he has always been happy to know that I am home to take care of whatever comes. He's been there for me every single step of the way. Did I say I have a great life? 

I really, really do.