I wish I was helping mom pick out food, flowers, wedding attire, honeymoon attire (if you know what I mean), giving her the good ole' wedding night talk and just enjoying her company for these last few days that she is just mine.
I wish I was getting to know my soon to be step-dad...Pops as my kids are getting used to calling him. I'd love to get to know his kids, their family and see how we all mesh together into what will resemble somewhat of a Brady-Bunch looking family by the time this is all done.
I wish I was there to help Jan get the house in order for the baby, and help her get the room ready for Sidney Clare...of course I know my brother can do that...but there's something about another mom helping you get things ready for the arrival of your firstborn.
I wish I was there to help Amy, my sister, get all settled into her new apartment. Mostly I want to see how she's fixed the place up with her new furniture and stuff.
I'm just missing home....and all the things that accompany it. Late night talks and hilarity, exaggerating childhood stories so Mom freaks out some, and just enjoying being together.
If's funny. Today mom and I were talking about the timing of all this...how crazy life is for everyone right now. Made me thankful that in all the craziness we will be coming together to be still and celebrate love. A love that popped up surprisingly and has rested on her life. I feel calmer just thinking about that.
I'm wondering if God in all his infinite wisdom, knew our family would need to come together for this celebration. With babies, and moves, and weddings and RV living, and skunks and everything else that we are dealing with...we get to come together to celebrate LOVE. LOVE. LOVE.