This is not the hard life. I don't know why it feels so hard tonight. Emotional, yes. Still sick, yes. But tonight I miss something. I miss my husband. I also really miss my mom. But what I think I am missing the most, is the home I was created for. The one where Jesus lives. That's what I'm missing.
Tonight I feel it in my heart, in my stomach, in my aches, in my emotions... I don't belong here. I mean, this earth has it's real nice moments, but it's not the same. You know? I've never been to that home I miss, yet I feel like I know it! How else could I be missing it? Don't you have to know something to miss it? At least have it planted in the deepest longings of your heart?
I'm glad for the missing. As painful as it is, it reminds me that this place is not my permanent home, and I'm bound for someplace worth living forever!
When I thought of being a mom, I never dreamed of THIS! ~Five heart melting smiles ~never getting tired of midnight feedings ~having all the answers ~not minding dirty faces ~enjoying watching the boys eat! ~falling in love with pigtails ~appreciating overalls ~appreciating a washing machine! ~wanting to do everything better ~falling in love a million times