Children

You were just thoughts, ideas of how life should be, desires that bloomed into a bush that caught fire one day... Yet, you four were always so much more, the opening of a door to a new chapter, a new life. I could never have seen the way the grass would be so green in the midst of always cleaning the unclean. Smells and sights and sounds I would have avoided a decade before, I throw myself into because who cares about a dirty floor? The house is a mess, but I'm so blessed by the smiles on your faces. Take me places in your beautiful imaginations, laughs that touch every part of who I am... It had to have been His plan for these amazing blessings. I welcome the less-ing of me in order to bring the more-ing of them.