I love him

I love having these small moments with my son. He picked me up from work. I can still remember the first time he picked me up. He played some music that he listens too. Something Moodle sang a rendition and mixed of musics that were pretty good and then showed me a video of an essay who talked and made a video about the universe. It was nice listening to him tell me about what he likes about it.

I love you, son!


“You can’t always get what you want, Michelle.”

I hear all the time. I stop to think what I want and this is something I hear whispering in the back of my mind.

What do I want?

– for my children to be happy and succeed in life

– to be able to provide, give, and share without hesitation.

– to escape when every I want to

– to sit in church with someone next to me. I sit alone, and I feel alone.

Then, I’m reminded this.

That I don’t always get what I want. Because it’s not about me. It’s about them. It’s about what I can give that’s free – time, love, prayer, truth, happiness, memories. Those I can give. It’s priceless.

I’m surrounded by lots of family, friends, and a world that I barely tapped into. A world that Good created. I cant make the time to escape to those places.

And when I’m in church… I am not alone. He is with me. He’s sitting next to me. So I will enjoy this moment and be with Him.