This photo... to remind me, at some future time, when I am crying and missing my teenager, sobbing because he is no longer underfoot... this is to remind me that if he were right back at home in an instant, that he would be leaving me these clumps of dirt, leaving traces everywhere he lives and breathes. Remind me that I don't need to miss him, just embrace the clean shiny floor, embrace that there will not be anything sticky or messy to clean up when I wake up in the morning. I love this kid, I have to learn to get through some of his messiness with Grace, and just breathe and remember he is a child of God.
What a short time we have with him at home. What a wake of destruction he leaves.
Blessings! Remember them, all of them, photograph them.
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You know... I think clumps of dirt on the floor, sticky counters and fingerprints on my glass are what I am going to miss the absolute most!
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