I was lying in bed one morning, my sweet daughter Caroline tucked in close, as I rubbed her head.
She had come down a few minutes earlier to snuggle. It was early, 5:30 a.m., but the sun shone through my bedroom window, gently easing me awake.
As I stroked her soft hair, I kept thinking about how much I love her and how she is growing up so fast. Six years old now.
Four years ago I wrote about how exhausting it is to tend to little ones, especially at bedtime when you’re spent and just need a break. But how yet, even in the crazy hardness of it all, God made it so that our little ones would need us. Close, and soothing and available. I find that those words are just as true today. She still needs me, pulled in close, surrounding her with comfort and love.
And so I do this. I let her get into bed with me in the early-morning hours because I don’t want to miss it — this precious time, this cuddly, sleepy, warm, tender time. I know it is only for a season, and one day, it will be gone. But I have the here and now; I have today to take it in and enjoy.
And this is how I want to live, taking in these moments so that I can look back on my life and not regret that I missed them.
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