Living is a whole new adventure when you suddenly find yourself alone, widowed and the mother of four young boys a lot like their Dad.
I Couldn’t Get Out of Bed
What caught my attention today, were the toys of our little boy. He brought up all his toys so he could play with them in my newly finished room. Now that I’m here, the kids are drawn to this space. Wherever I go, they follow. I can just sit somewhere and pretty soon, all 4 of our children have gathered.
Sleeping With Angels
My little boy is sleeping next to me. Nearly every night one of my boys asks, “Mom, can I sleep with you?” The question always gives me conflict. I see you. A tiny person who wants to be close to the big person who makes you feel safe. Who is safe. The one who they know is their ‘home.’ I fully understand I am their safe place.
