Favorite...

For some reason this picture of Chris and Mark has always been one of my favorites. I think it's the yellow jammies. I still remember what it felt like to hold them before bedtime when they were wearing the yellow jammies!

January 1984

Christopher was about 16 months old 

and Mark was 5 months old.

One day, when my children are grown,

I hope they still come through the front door without knocking.

I hope they head to the kitchen and rifle through the fridge looking for a snack.

I hope they come in and feel the weight of adulthood leave them, for they are home.

For my children, my door will forever be open.

Above all else, I hope they know this without me telling them.

Love speaks clearly enough.