I had planned to turn the water on to let them play while I did some chores, but once I made it outside the lure of the warm breeze on my face, and soft grass under my feet was irresistible and I knew I had to grab the cameras, pull up a chair and enjoy this time with the little loves.
As I snapped photo after photo and took video of the laughter, it hit me. This is magical, this is a beautiful life, this is what God intended for me. And I was so happy, as in my heart ached with happiness and I could not stop smiling.
I listened to my little loves play, I watched them interact with one another as if they had been joined at the hip since birth, and the love I felt was exploding inside of me. I saw the water glistening on their perfect dark black skin, and was mesmerized with their smiles and laughter. It felt as if I were a spectator who had been invited into this wonderful world of happiness. How infinitely blessed I am to not be a spectator, but rather the Mother of such magical little angels.
And then, as if the day could not have been any better, my big loves came home. KK, Ry, and Donovan (who is now home for good after five years away in the NAVY) made their way to the backyard. They were laughing and giving one another a hard time, as only siblings can do and it too was magical. I had not seen them together in a very long time and it seemed to fill a space in my heart I did not realize had been empty.
It was then that I realized, I really miss my big loves, a lot...No matter how old they are, no matter how many littles are in the house, my big loves are what make my heart whole.
I love my children, all seven of them, from the oldest to the youngest, from the girls to the boys, from the tallest to the shortest, from the silliest to the most serious, from the ones carried in my womb to the ones carried in my heart, I love them all more then I love my next breath.
Thank you God for my Big Loves and my Little Loves...Amen Amen and Amen
