Collect

If I was to ask my friends what i collect they would probably smile and say “children” between fostering and adoption my family has extended in a wonderful blessed way.

Yet if I was to ask myself what I collect my answer would be “moments”.

Moments that i get to cherish for eternity

Moments that i hold close in my heart.

Moments that hold my missing complete.

Some moments are full of joy and laughter, other are tender and sweet and some are heartbreaking and raw.

Yet each and everyone of them is a moment I lived.

Sunsets at the seaside,

Peace and quiet in the mountains.

Watching my girls take there first breathe, my heart breaking at Livvy’s last.

First steps, first giggles, first days at nursery, school, university.

Experiences that I will never forget, moments that become cherished memories.

Lifetimes are lived in moments.

So I’m proud to be a collector, proud to have a heart and mind full of some many precious moments.

Thankful for the memories,

Grateful for the moments.

Still I’m far from done,

I am so many more left to collect.

I want to watch my new son grow and flourish, my girls continue to achieve their dreams and love on life.

There are places I want to visit, people I want to meet and many I want to hug in real life.

I want to spend my days collecting, hugs, hearts and happiness.

Not a bad way to collect at all.

 

 

 

 

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3 thoughts on “Collect

  1. What a great thing to collect! Loved this idea! Bet you have lots of photos and stories to go along with all the children and moments too. Thanks for sharing. FMF #49

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  2. No, it isn’t a bad way or even a bad thing to collect. Especially when life is to short and we aren’t promished tomorrow. Have a great day today and thank you for reminding me to cherish life.

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