God is in charge. I miss being a Mommy. He knows that. I know that. So, He sent me a little troop of kids to care for. I had a lovely day. Slept to make up for overnight not sleeping. Now I can't stop the letters from being italics. Now, I have a sore throat from talking to the girls so much. We watched them swim and I felt like a happy mother hen, making sure no one slipped to hit their head. Watching children have pure laughter. Listening to the conversations of children who didn't know that I was listening. Hearing chatter, chit chatter, and some pretty funny stuff.
I love tents in the living room, kids screaming in the pool, and looking around at what God has blessed us with. I was going to write today, but it is Sunday. A day of rest. I called my mother Renee and got more motherly advice out of pure love. I received messages from people I love, but was too tired to call any one back. I want to visit my mother, and my Maid of Honor's mother, too. Here we've been for three years, and sometimes I ponder the old days with much fondness.
Well, I have the best invitation of the day. I can sleep on the floor with my daughter, who misses me so much that she leaves her sleepover friends! :-)! I guess that if I can sleep in a hospital bed with people interrupting me with needles, cheery nurses at 3 am who have to get my blood pressure, and beeping noises all around me as I am on telemetry to keep a watch on my heart EKG patterns. Well, I will try. The little ones are begging for me now. It sure is good to be loved. I hope my daughter will love me forever. I know my son will, too. For now, that is all I need to know. Love.
Next time, I won't select any italics, because I do not know how to get out of it. It's not that user friendly. My daughter. My daughter. My daughter. I love her so much. One day, many years from now, she will remember sitting and reading this note, while her girlfriends are downstairs for the sleepover. She will remember how I wanted her friends to come to our house. She will remember the little things I did to make times memorable. Tents to sleep in. Blankets and pillows for everyone. Good night for now. My daughter calls me away and I must go.
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