This is what makes me happy.
Being home with the kids. Being there when they wake up. Walking them to school in the morning is the perfect way to start the day. Being home with Hazel all day listening to her talk and sing.
Walking to pick the kids up from school.
I want to be here with them. I Know where they are and what they are doing, I'm here when they are happy and when they are crying, when they are hurt and when they are crazy.
I want to be the one to feed them and care for them, to know them and teach them and watch them grow. Tucking them into bed at night, knowing which primary song they want me to sing to them. And they know I will be here when they wake up, no matter what time that happens to be.
I cherish this time right now, there is no where else in the world that I would rather be. And there isn't anything that matters to me as much as being with my children. I wish I could stay here, at home with my kids, forever.
I wish I could do all the other things because I wanted to, because I had time when they didn't need me there, not because I had to.
For the first time in a long time, years, I feel like we have a home. Who knew it would be a little old shack off the highway. Smile.
