Distracted

As I sit at my computer I am surrounded by mounds of memories.

Today, as I was at work, my husband cleaned the house up for me. He even cleaned off our desk and got the laptop all set up. Since I have 2 online classes for the spring sememster, I need a place to do my work. I am very greatful for this.Now as I sit down to start the semester I am having one problem: My desk is surrounded by papers and books from the past.

I pulled out one of the books and in it was a weeks worth of daycare daily sheets. The week in question? My oldest son's first week at the daycare. It even had his little 2month old feet prints on one of the pages. It took me back to that very week. I felt a little sense of sadness, yet overwhelming happiness. My oldest child was a wonderful baby. He hardly ever cried, even when he had all his ear infections. He was my light...still is even though he will be 5 very soon! Anyway, I am sad because I miss the baby he was. I am happy because I get to see God's handiwork, a human life, grow and learn. He has learned so much in these past (almost 5) years. He is such a happy, out going, lively little boy...excuse me, big boy. He likes to show me new things he learned and he loves to learn new things all the time. He can be a lot to handle some days. But even on his worst days I know I wouldn't trade him for anything at all. He is my life and he keeps me going. Kids have a way of doing that. Its amazing to think of how he started out, and now look at him. I remember the fist ultrasound, nothing but a little peanut looking thing. I am overwhelmed with gratitude that he is such a strong and healthy boy.

As I look around I find my planner. My planner from back in the day. I unzip it, it has 2 college id's in it. My one from 2002, my first year in college. The other was when I transfered, for one semester, to another college, fall of 2005. Geez, crazy seeing those. I thought they were lost forever. I look through the calender and it has listed Eider's baptism date and my cousin's birthday. November 2006. What a busy month that was.

Next, I see my high school year book. Hmmmm, there are two of them. I open one up and realize it was my best friends. I do not recall how I ended up with it, but maybe I should message her and let her know I have it. She may want it back. Inside its filled with lots of memories and life lessons. I remember taking my senior picture, I remember the football field. Lots of memories were left behind in those halls and yet, when I open the yearbook they all come flooding back!

Its amazing how such a small, tight, confined space can hold so many memories. Memories I will forever treasure. I see art work from both my boys, employment stuff from when I first started my job, pictures, books, medical histories...so many things. They all take me back to different periods in time! Each one of these memories helped shape and mold me into who I am today. As I look around I realize just how truly blessed I am. I thank God for all these memories and can only hope He allows me to create many many more new memoires!