I should write that down!

For four years now, I've said to myself almost daily "I should write that down!". This is usually after one of my boys says something that melts my heart or makes me laugh or just plain amazes me. But, I rarely do. I did try scrap booking for a while, in fact I created six pages highlighting most of Ty's first year, but my scrapping career ended abruptly the day Wil was born. I tried to prove-wrong all of the more experienced moms by continuing to archive my children's lives, but eventually like the women-warriors that came before me, I had to lay down my sword and admit defeat.

But as promised (by those more experienced moms), I've noticed that in recent months I occasionally find a few minutes here and there to do something I enjoy. And, since nothing give me greater joy than talking (i.e. bragging, boasting, screaming from the roof tops, etc.) about how wild I am about these boys of mine, I am going to spend that time journaling those heart-melting, crack-me-up, sometimes ordinary, but usually extraordinary moments that stop me in my tracks.

It's not until you have children that you realize that time really does fly!  In an instant, the milestones of their lives come and go like sand slipping through our fingers. Try as we might, it is simply impossible to hold on to the million little moments that bring us joy every day. For me, this truth is heartbreaking. For I know, that in the end, all I'll have is what my mind keeps.  So, today, I will begin to tell myself the story of my children’s lives; the way they make me feel, the things they say, the way they look and the lives they change along the way.

Be warned: I plan on writing in excruciating detail about the most ordinary of happenings!  It is my intent to capture the little things, the nuances that make my boys who they are.  Only folks who adore my children will be interested in these pages.  If that's you,  I invite you to read, remember and remark till your heart's content! 

My hope is that in some small way, journaling will allow me to truly breathe in each amazing moment, rather than focus on the fear that I might someday forget. And, when Ty and Wil are older, perhaps they will read these words and know without a doubt how deeply they were loved and desired.