This morning as my 19-month old summoned me to retrieve her from bed and greeted me with a smile and her a gentle kick, I was instantly transported back two years. It was two years ago today, on my 37th birthday as I lay in bed that morning, that I first felt her kick. From the inside, of course. That qualified as my best birthday gift ever.
She still is a gift, as is my whole life. I am just so grateful to God for my husband, our children, our home, our life, and most especially to Our Lord for all the places He has brought me as I've walked with Him.
And really I feel younger than in years past. Maybe it is not so much about feeling young as it is about feeling alive.
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