Sunday, December 16, 2012

{Sunday Photograph - 82}

 This is the scene I discovered down in the play room after putting the girls in charge of Jonas while I showered.

I quickly grabbed my camera and took a few pictures of this moment.  Good thing I did...because shortly after Jonas decided to play let's-destroy-everything-I-can-touch, and the girls began to bicker over who was in charge of Jonas.

As I walked out of the room and let them try and work out the drama by themselves I found myself getting emotional, not for the first time this weekend, over my children.  Despite the little spats and patience trying moments that raising children comes with, how awesome it is to have these little people in my life.

The events that happened on Friday in Newtown have really affected me.  I look at my own 6 year old child and get physically ill imagining what my life would be like without her in it....or any of my children for that matter.

On Friday I felt it best for my children to explain to them (leaving out the nitty-gritty details) the tragic event that took place that day.  I knew that they would hear about it, and I know my children and their tender, sensitive hearts, and wanted them to already have heard about it from me and Bret instead of hearing it differently somewhere else.

They seemed to take it as I expected...shocked and sad, but not scared for themselves.

Friday night Mailee said the bedtime prayer.  The words of her prayer have come to mind over the last couple of days.

"Help the kids find Heaven and play together. Help the Mommy's and Daddy's hearts not hurt soon. Help our Earth be better".

Tears.

The simple words in my 6 year old's prayer and the events that took place on Friday, have reminded me to be grateful for the gift of motherhood and children  It renewed my efforts in making sure I am being a good mother to my children and those children around me.

It made me reflect on ways that I could "make our Earth be better" and take action in doing so, in ways I can, whether in my own home or out in the community that I live in.

My thoughts are a jumbled mess of emotions and words.  My  heart breaks and my heart is full.

2 comments:

Glenna Lagazo said...

This is really sweet. (I love the beautiful pictures.) I don't have kids yet, but I can help but cry when I think about the little angels who were taken. Thanks for the beautiful post. This tragedy makes me want to be a better person as well.

William said...

The feelings only get stronger as your kids get older....believe me I know! I am glad you and Bret are doing so much to help your children understand what is going on and also how faith replaces fear. Friday's events will be replayed over and over again in your life. For me I always long to have my family close by and with me. Keep up the good work my daughter!!! Proud of you!

Love ya, Dad