I've been sitting in my pajamas all morning, relaxing in my disgusting disaster of a home (at the moment), feeding my boys, playing tag throughout the house, and feeling very blessed. I grew up in a large family and nothing was completely perfect but we were loved, we spent time together (we didn't really have much technology to distract us... we had 1 computer that we shared and often used 2 of us at a time). Blessed not to have a dishwasher so we could wash the dishes together (and had a water fight several nights a week). We made a whole lot of mess and fought, and destroyed things, and gave our parents so many headaches.
|My parents and all of my siblings--- amazingly together in 1 photo.|
They were so quick to forgive me, after punishment, after a little time, a break, and discussion they somewhat realized the stress they put me through and felt sorry for what they had done. I completely forgive my mom for the few times she got fed up with us (and sorry we pushed you to such a state of distress). Now I understand completely how you felt. I'm so glad my kids can likewise forgive me. Someday they will better understand. They truly have the light of Christ in their hearts (although sometimes I really wonder).
Thank YOU MOM! For teaching me that happiness dwells in our hearts and is only fully realized through loving others. Teaching me about forgiveness and repentance. Teaching me that happy homes don't often look like something out of a Home and Gardens magazine. That there are much more important things in life. I love you! I'm so glad my kids have you as their grandma.
|enjoying the fruits of grand-parenthood|
|My parents with all their kids and our families... minus four grand-kids (since this photo is a few yrs old).|