So at the desperation of wanting to keep a more accurate history of my family and of myself I decided to start a blog.....I hope I will maintain it without regrets.
There is a whirlwind of fun exciting interactions everyday and I struggle to keep up with remembering them yet I do not want to loss any of the memories because: life is too precious to forget. My memories sometimes slide to back of head where I find it hard to retrieve the moments that mattered most.
Right now, the memories fresh in my mind are; my smiling girls as the bus pulled up to carry them to school, nor do I want to forget the tears Chantelle gave when she realized she wasn't riding the bus home and that I had came to surprise her at school. Or today, observing the girls participate in our church's annual primary program. Tyla and Chantelle so excited to share their one liners and Chloee horrified, still she said her part and overcame her fear.
It is a blessing to just live, to see my children challenge themselves and just be. I don't want to miss a milestone, a realization, or a moment of triumph; it is all too dear and sacred. Sure, at the end of some days, I gladly want them to go to bed, but it is never without a smile and exhale when I see them angelically sleep. Then I question: "How could I love you any more than I already do?"
