Monday, September 8, 2008

We Actually Survived

There are moments where 8 years in the future seems like an impossible journey.Days and weeks and months, even, where the probability of surviving that long seems rather low.

And then you realize that while you weren't paying attention, it just sort of snuck up on you. Whether or not you were ready for it.

Thursday night was an interesting combination of emotions--everything from frustrating to sublime. Worry that having to arrange transportation for extra people was going to make everyone late. Frustration that that delay made the cheap pizzas no longer an option for dinner. Concern that the water would be cold. And that no one was actually going to come.

And then--unbelievable heart bursting pride. Watching my earnest and intense son baptize his baby brother. Watching my wonderful husband baptize my two precious little girls.

Realizing with bittersweet joy that yes, we made it. But that *this* moment will not come again.

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