So are the days of our lives....
During my college days I watched the soap opera, Days Of Our Lives. That was back in the days when it was rather realistic....then it got crazy with the drama of people not being who you thought they were....and others returning from the dead....so I turned off my little black and white TV and decided to focus on my own life, instead of Roman and Marlena and Bo and Hope.
I found this little sand timer at the Goodwill last week. I don't need it, but as I stood there turning it over and over I started thinking that right now I am feeling like my life is passing as quickly as those sands.
We got married young. It will be 27 years this next month. I have been a mother for 25 years, and a Grammie for 6 years (although there was a gap when Hannah died and before Friendie was born).
It seems like just yesterday when I was a carefree youth.....when my only real desire when I grew up was to get married and be a mommy.
I am thankful God gave me my desires.
On Tuesday I will be going into the hospital for a few days. I will no longer be able to have more babies (not that we had planned more).....but it has me thinking about those days of anticipation as we planned our pregnancies and welcomed those 4 little ones into our home. God has blessed me, and the last thing I want to do is complain about my lot....but I sure would appreciate some prayers.
I also want you to know that any blog posts or comments left after Tuesday morning at 8:00 could be influenced by legal drugs. :)