Most nights the kids start out in our bed. At some point before (usually RIGHT before) we go to bed they get moved to their own rooms. I'm often struck that they won't always be "holdable" size. Not only that, but likely before I'm ready, I'll leave them on this earth. These thoughts make me stop and look; I look at them, I look at life, at Megan and the world. It's great to know that the end creates appreciation of the now.
I don't know what heaven will be like, but it can't be a damn sight better than holding my children in my arms.
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