Optimistic

I am such an optimist... waking up every day of my nine-day illness proclaiming it to be the day I would be well. My little blog has suffered again. In the list of priorities I guess it knows where it lies but I am hopeful and definitely optimistic that I will post more often. I have decided to do a year in review before year's end and hopefully hallmark the big events of 2008 on the blog.

There were a couple of notes I wanted to make about one morning this past week that I wanted to chronicle before it seeped into the recesses of my mind to never be uncovered again like so many others have.

I was rushing around one morning getting things ready for a monthly meeting at church. I had baked some breakfast for the meeting, organized all my notes and supplies for the meeting, fed the children and everyone was in various stages of getting ready. I am so grateful that A has become so self-sufficient at getting ready to go somewhere and can help others occasionally. W is always first ... he is the easiest. While MK ate her breakfast, I ducked back into my closet to change clothes.

As I perused the options I settled on an outfit while debating in my mind things like... I think I wore those pants to the last meeting, but not these pants.... and it is really cold... what about something warmer like a sweater but did I wear this to the last meeting a MONTH ago when it was cold? I decided I had no more time to have the debate with myself and picked something.

Sweet W was in the hall when I was hurrying by and I thought I would see if my SIX-year-old BOY would remember what I wore to the last meeting a MONTH ago. So I went for it, "W, do you remember if this is the same thing that I wore to the last meeting? I know not the pants, but the top?" He looked at me and said, "You are just beautiful." There it was. I could have cared less if I wore it a month ago or every day since. He made me feel special, made my day and showed his love. I hugged him and told him he made me feel special. He said, "I know."

I headed to the kitchen and was rushing MK to finish her breakfast so she could get dressed and she announced she was done. YEA! I said let's go get you ready and rushed to the bathroom with her trailing behind me. I told her I had her things laid out and all she had to do was put them on before her hair and teeth and then she says "Mommy, you are my hero!" I stopped in my tracks again...

There you have it. Two special moments I do not want to forget. I have so many and I want to write them all down but if I do not I will have to hold fast to the fact that I was busy living the life and soaking it up even if it lands in the recesses of my mind. It is all good and I am blessed.