Sometimes, in the midst of a busy season, you have to bundle up, walk that quarter mile to the mailbox, and take a deep breath.
As they grow older and our season of life is one perpetual change, simple moments with my four favorites are acknowledged for the gift they are.
(It's possible that the end-of-year sentimentalism has settled in. Anyone else get like this at this time of year?! Anyone?)
These days don't last. And so I soak them in.
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