Every Day...Every Night.....

I was thinking yesterday - I KNOW......that's a dangerous thing for me to do, especially when I'm driving to work. It's like rubbing my head and patting my stomach at the same or walking and chewing gum at the same time....it can get pretty scary when I think!

But.... I was thinking yesterday about my kids. REALLY thinking about them. I revisited glimpses of their childhoods and who they are today; and where I hope they are in the future. I realized in those moments how extremely genuinely proud I am of them and how blessed Rich and I are by them every single day. How did we get so luck that we have the four amazing kids that we do. None of their lives were on a Norman Rockwell-level...far from idyllic - but in spite of us...they grew to be caring, loving, smart, funny, driven and responsible adults. Despite the screwing up, the long talks with tears that Rich and I cried at night, the fear that we would all need straight-jackets, anti-depressants and extensive therapy, and the mental exhaustion - our kids made it relatively whole. Maybe a few nics and scratches here and there...but they made it!

My heart is so full of love for our children...every day...every night.

That's my proud Mom moment!

Peace!