Silver Linings

After a photo shoot this week, Asher was enamored with these balloons.  It had just finished storming and the clouds opened up right over the top of the street in front of our house.  I had a vision for my boy, those balloons and that sky.  Do you see it?

I envy those who do not have constant crisis in their lives.  I want a life where things are "normal" most days.  In the mean time, though, I am so grateful for my children.  They give me purpose and meaning.  I want them to see me as a mom who will do anything for them.  I want them to see the effort I have put into my own life that they may have a better future than I have had.  I want them to see that when I fall down, I get back up.  I want them to help others, love others, try to do for others.



Last Sunday at church, there were baptisms and confirmations for several youth.  During the confirmations, the mothers, aunts, grandmothers, fathers, uncles and friends were all invited up to lay their hands on their loved one in prayer and support.

I want my children to feel my hands have prayed for them, loved them, supported them, and given all that I can all the days of their lives.