Notes

When I was a kid/teen, I was all about writing notes in school with my BFF's. Whether we were talking about what we were going to do on the weekend or about our latest crushes, it was a thrill to get a note, and my pockets seemed to be ever full of the things.

Tonight as we were tucking the kids in and tidying things up, I picked up Abby's shorts to take them to the laundry room. As I tucked them underneath my arm, I felt something in her pocket. Lo and behold, it was a stack of folded up little notes. I have to admit, I felt a little sneaky as I pulled them out and began to unfold them (Aaron peeking over my shoulder). What first grade "secrets" would I discover? Were these the first of many notes that I'm sure will be passed between Abby and her friends?

As I opened them, one by one, I couldn't help but feel a little emotional...

Father, thank you for this precious time in my kids' lives, and help me to truly enjoy every season. I feel so blessed.