Do you ever have those moments where it feels like you could just burst into tears because you are just so grateful? I find that these moments, while absolutely exhilarating, are also some of the scariest sometimes. Scariest because the mere thought of losing that one thing could just make your whole world crumble. Or maybe I'm the only one in tears. I'll admit, I'm a crier. Too happy, too sad, too overwhelmed, you name it and I'm a goner.
I don't want to be negative. I don't want to be morbid, but I just wanted to document a small moment in time that occurred today. Because it wasn't a sad moment. It was so very very happy. But my heart aches that this time where they are always with me, and often underfoot, is unfairly short.
I was sorting clothes in my room this morning when I heard the kids giggling. Whenever I hear my two monkeys playing in their own little world, I try to give them their space. I want them to have their shared secret moments. That's not to say I don't like to take a peek! I never claimed to not be nosy! So I carefully looked into S's room and found them tucked under the covers in her bed. From their conversation, I could tell they were pretending to put each other to bed. It's so funny because they were going through the motions we go through with them every night. Saying prayers, telling stories, singing songs. And a great big kiss, a big hug, and a "snowman kiss" on the nose.
Unfortunately, (or maybe fortunately) I was caught, and S immediately asked, "Mama! Can you turn off the lights? And tuck us in?"
So, I tucked my little monkeys in, gave them a kiss, a hug, and a snowman kiss each on their little noses. As per S's request, I walked out and closed the door behind me. As soon as I shut the door, I heard them chatting and giggling away again.
They weren't kidding when they said time was a thief.