Our bishop reminded us recently that the ones closest to God in a home are not the old people but the small little people. I like to think that these small people remind and share with us some of the love that God has. The happy exclamations when the big kids come home by the little kids are so sweet.
Their sad faces when they find it's just another day with just me is kinda disheartening too. I swear the two younger ones will be brilliant because of all their time studying at such young ages. Nonetheless the bridging of generations is good. It's loud nad hard to hear all the things that are said and harder to sort through all that has to be done.
But somehow we are working on keeping first things first and spending time and attention on whats most important.
Life is good.
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