I love human connection. For whatever reason those two sweet memories from my morning shopping trip made me think of feelings that have come up as we've gone through belongings from our old home. Photos and memories from Carter's childhood in particular. I've had to implement a new practice as I come across those memories. When I begin to feel that pain in my chest I choose not to capture thoughts of loss or regret, but rather grab hold of gratitude for the days gone by. I choose to take a deep breath and imagine my hear bursting with joy for the present moment and the times to come. For whether he is a baby in my arms, toddler at my feet, boy lingering behind his dad or a grown man who I spend time with from time to time he will always be my son.
Today I returned form the store to a mini me version of myself. Before heading to the store she told me, "Mom, you need to make some time for yourself....that's so important." And later I heard her telling her sisters, "You can't be treated like a little kid forever or you'll never grow up and get to do all the things you want to do." I just got word from his dad that Carter got his very first rabbit. Cannot wait for him to come home from Hart County to tell all of us the story of how he and Red "got it done". And Nathan and Tappaw's stories are always interesting in comparison.