As I sit here at my desk, it is past 10 PM and I have just tucked Tyler in for the last time (for a while).
This is the first few moments of quiet time that I have had all day.
This particular little six-year-old loves to share each and every thought that comes into his head...
so our days were filled with much conversation.
It's been a precious time...
one that I will always cherish, and hopefully one that he will remember forever.
To top it all off...Tyler lost his first tooth last night.
He laughed through happy tears...
unable to believe that he had been able to pull it out all by himself...
wishing that he were still in school so that he could show all of his friends.
We spent last evening saying goodbye to his farm friends...
And although there is much for me to catch up with around the farm,
and my free time will be greatly enjoyed...
I will miss his warm small hand in mine, his freely given hugs and kisses,
and that "I love you, Grammie" that I have heard several times daily.
knowing his hand will never be as small as it is right now,
and that its presence within my own may one day be just a memory.
I realize all too well just how fleeting life is
and how important these moments are.
I pray that these moments will last as sweet memories long after I am gone.
Life is good...Love makes it better.