I ended my last post about trying to find your true passion in and for life. I guess you could say one of my greatest passions is for travel. If I had all the time, money, and freedom in the world I would really like to explore just that, the world! These books allow me to take the adventures with the characters with no money, just my library card. It certainly makes my traveller's heart soar, but long for being able to see these places for myself one day. Though I must find some more fellow Sisterchicks to accompany me on these adventures, otherwise it just wouldn't be the same!
I still struggle daily with the uncertainty of my future. I know it is all in God's hands, but the waiting is excrutiating. I know that I do not and can not live "carpe diem" to the fullest extent, but oh the longing is there.
It definately gets a soul thinking of what kind of legacy am I leaving for my children? I bring nothing, have nothing, and will take nothing... but what will be left of me sustainable enough for my beautiful little hearts to cling to when they will need me most and I'm not here for them? I can only give them my God and my heart... I have nothing else to give.
The questions that Kaia is asking I find incredible for a 5 year old. I certainly never talked to my parents about the meaning of "thankfulness" or discuss what heaven is when I was her age. Is God preparing her fragile little heart? Or am I just reading too much into things lately?
My biggest fear lately is what about my dear little Anya? She is too little to understand, do I even have enough time to make a real impression on her soul and mind? If something were to happen, would she even know who I was? Oh, but my heart breaks for her some moments.
Is it selfish to wish for a long, memory filled life with your children? Why do I have such a longing to "get away and see the world" if my hearts desire is to have a life with my children? Life is full of quandries and conundrums!
Thankfully it is spring and life seems to be breaking forth anew. I took Anya outside last week to delight in the blossoming of my tulips. It was a gorgeous 22 degrees, and we took a moment to let her feel the new soft grass under her feet for the first time :) It was a small patch, lush and green and soft like carpet under our feet. I loved watching her little toes curl and play in the soft grass as though it was an old friendly blanket. Oh for the little joys in life.
Oh, almost forgot... I encourage you to take a little time and read a book, call an old friend or simply just give your special little one and extra little squeeze ~ just because!