Oh how I have missed having my children with me. These past couple of weeks without being able to see them due to the Thanksgiving holiday was difficult for us. It is frustrating to think anyone would keep their child away from a parent, yet that is the unfortunate reality that my children and I face. It was 14 days since my last 4 hour visit, and I only had 4 hours to spend with them last night, 4 hours to last us another week.
These nights are about what the kids want to do. Interestingly enough they all wanted to go spend some time in our home. My wife was working late, so it was the 4 of us at home. Alexa and Londyn wanted to play together as they missed each other so much. The girls quickly took off to the bedrooms to laugh and giggle, followed much later my a game of hide and seek with all of them. My son Bridger wanted to shoot on his nerf hoop in his room, so we shot around for a little while, while our baby Bella chased everyone in the house in her walker.
The house was full of noise and laughter. A far cry from the normal silence we face when the oldest 3 are away with the other parent. I hunger for those moments of sweet music as the children laugh and play together. My home is meant to have the sound of little feet as they pitter patter across the hardwood, the giggles and the joy that comes from them when they are together. I treasure these moments in time as they are fleeting for us. Our children are growing so fast and these few opportunities go by so fast as I try to hold onto them and stay in the moment.
As our night was coming to an end last night, Bridger asked me about this blog. I suggested he write a story and draw a picture for it that we could post. He loves to write and draw, yet thinks he isn’t very good at it. As the eternal optimist and wanting to encourage him to chase his dreams, i posted his story last night to show him that people would read it and like it. Thank you for proving me right.
I was once told by someone dear to me, whom is married to his first wife and has raised their kids in a traditional family that I spend more one on one time with my kids than they do. This saddened me to think that could even be possible. I yearn for time with my children and live for these moments when I get to see them. I have spent my life wanting to be a great father and do the best I can with very limited opportunity. I truly live for these moments.
Over the years as I have pondered these comments, I wonder if the reason that was said was due to the fact that I give my children the attention they need when I have them with me. We pray, we play, we cry, we laugh and we love one another and spending time together, Maybe its because we don’t get the time we would otherwise have that we spend every possible minute together. Maybe others take for granted that time that we do not as a result of our limited time together. Maye our time together becomes more important because we don’t have tomorrow to ride bikes, play and laugh. We can’t procrastinate the time we spend together as a family whereas others might put things off because they can where we can’t. Maybe by putting things off, they never get to it? I have never fully understood his words, nor how it is even possible. I can only guess. I have learned over the years to always find joy in the journey.