I had hoped to keep up with their days on this blog, but I have failed. Memories are easier to quickly post on facebook or instagram. There is sorrow in knowing I may not remember it all... that they won't remember it all... but I am reminded that memories of the past can quickly become idols. And I try to remember the shiny, happy moments, even though so much of it has been filled with frustration, exhaustion, and failures on my part as a parent.
Yet, these years of watching my children grow have been a precious blessing. The relationships made along the way have been gifts, too. I longed for my kids to have roots that would not be torn up by moves, and thus far, I have been blessed with the longings of my heart. Lifelong friendships, a unique and often taken for granted gift.
So, I will try to soak in these final years of Isaac and Lauralyn being in our home. It goes by too quickly. I will blink, and they will be gone... starting their adult lives. While that grieves me, it also thrills me to see them become the people God has called them to be.









































































