Vista….

I’ve learned… it is often better to sit… in silence… and gaze back down the mountain.. just to see where we’ve been… remember the boulders and obstacles… the peaks that we wanted… the trails we didn’t…  I’ve learned to sit in silence… and watch the setting sun… the clouds pass… and feel the warm wind from heaven… this vista… these memories…

My days are coming…and going…. faster than I had dreamed… but things keep spinning… the night comes and day disappears… and suddenly… regardless of how much I fight it… they are growing up… 

… and I try to look into their eyes… and their hearts… searching for evidence of seed and fertile ground… hoping that they know I’ve put my life… my work… my all… on hold…. I promised them that my decisions will be driven by their influence and best interest…  we will stick together… no matter what….

and then… it happens…  the unexpected…  the Blessing that is so much more than an imagination knows to conjure…  and I’ve realized I am changing… mine eyes are opened and no longer looking up the hill.. but back down in the last deep valley…  So many beautiful days… our story…

I adore ya’ll… Baker, Belle, Faranah….

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