My pillow and blanket are in the car and my coffee is sitting exactly where I left it on the keurig at home, an hour away from today’s basketball games. I dragged my butt out the door today and it was a hard one after a night out at a wedding. I don’t even remember the last time we were out like that, we clean up pretty nice too. But hubby has to be at the station for the second part of the shift so I’m on basketball duty, tired eyes, no coffee, and all. As I drove here, scanning through radio stations, settling on country, I heard a familiar tune that I hadn’t heard in a long time, followed by a deep, southern drawl and I settled in to listen to those words as Evan slept in the passenger seat beside me. “You’re going to miss this, you’re going to want this back. You’re going to wish these days, hadn’t gone by so fast. These are some good times. So take a good look around. You may not know it now, but you’re going to miss this.” Tears stung my eyes. It’s true. My coffee may be at home and I may be tired but I’m exactly where I’m supposed to be right now.
I'm a fire wife to Kenny, mom to 3 active boys ages 10, 8, 6. I love Jesus, my family, reading, writing, bible study, working out, cooking and baking, watching movies, listening to music, walking on the beach, laughing with friends, and eating bacon.
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