When we left on our road trip I had visions of what it would be like to live on the road with my family in an RV.
My dreams didn’t include family photos in front of Mt. Rushmore or touring the Smithsonian. Although we plan to go to both places.
My dreams were made up of far more simpler things. Things that have filled the last three long rainy days here at Lake Texoma.
…cozy days in the car
…school days on the couch
…that turned to naps
…I guess “working with sentences” isn’t very interesting
…and playing footsie with my love under the table.
(Okay so I really didn’t imagine footsie but I sure do like it.)
I wish I could just hold my breath and with it these moments. These not-so-small-anymore-hands grow as I hold them in mine. I’m all to aware that these days are limited. I do my best to stuff as many of these moments as I can into my soul. My soul is infinite but these moments are not.
Love and Laughter,