Somewhere along the way I got older. A bit sentimental. The gratitude hits me hard. I feel my throat catch. I miss my parents and I love the hell out of my boys. I try to live in the very moment when I stroke Lou’s hair as he tries to fall asleep. Or smile when Julian pesters me to hold his hand instead of fiddling with my phone.
I love music. I wonder how many more songs I’ll get to listen to. I love to dance and I daydream of dancing with the boys in the kitchen when they are teenagers. I wonder if Kady and I will still go crazy to the same songs decades later.
I don’t want to waste time or worry so much. I want my energy going into loving my family. Laughing with my brothers. Kissing Kady and telling her she is still so beautiful to me.
Maybe somewhere along the way I’ve learned something. And gained some wisdom too.
