Isaac went to Alabama with his Grandparents for the weekend. Much to my dismay I might add. The deal was that they would bring him home today (Monday.) Well it is 7:41 and still no Isaac. It is driving me crazy. I don't like it when my kids are gone. I don't like it when they are gone with my inlaws. And I don't like waiting on him to come home. Needless to say I am not thrilled at this moment.
The phone is ringing. Hopefully, it is my boy telling me he is almost home. I miss him terribly. I always miss my kids when they are gone. I feel like a part of me is missing. It is so important to me that all my kids be with me, under one roof when it is bed time. I don't sleep well when I cant check on each one and know for myself that all is well. Thankfully, tonight EVERYONE will be home with me where they belong.
I know it sounds horribly selfish. But God gave them to me to raise. They are my responsibility. He holds me accountable to HIM for what happens to my children. I don't want to let Him down. So I make no apologies for wanting my children close to me. Besides I like my kids. I like to spend time with them. They are a great bunch a people.
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