Wednesday, August 27, 2008
Don’t you just hate it when your kids grow up?
When I was a young mother I never thought that one day I’d long to hear the squabbles of two little girls down the hall. I never knew I’d close my eyes some day and try with all my might to recall the smell of my sweet little babies after a bath. I never knew I’d ache one day to feel them once again snuggled in my lap ready for a story. I never knew that one day my house would be so silent.