A Heart Full of Love

I was so busy editing pictures and recuperating from our July adventures that I completely forgot to reflect on my goal for the year.

Ever since we returned from our adventures and our family regrouped, I feel different. Different about my family and different towards my family.

All I want to do is be with them. Surround myself with them. Listen to their stories problems more carefully. Call them and text them whenever possible.

I am a little less selfish. A lot more patient. A little less correcting. A lot more loving.

My heart turns to them more fully and I see them almost for the first time. I see their goodness and their humor and their talents and their amazingness. God gave me an amazing family. Wow. Where have I been?

While there are still minutes and days full of strife and trouble, it all seems more trivial and temporary than before.

I don't know what changed in me, because I don't think anything miraculous happened to them. They are still the high energy, loud, crazy, often-disobedient-but-still-good people I've always mothered. I can't explain the change, but I pray these glasses I'm now wearing--glasses that have changed my view of them--are permanent.