This morning while everyone was sleeping, I found a short video clip of Ean when he was 3. His sweet, innocent voice reminded me of how precious life is. As his mother, I am still in awe of his sweetness and can only imagine my Heavenly Father looks down at us with love and pleasure just as much as I look at my sweet boys. Too often we do not take the time to hear and see our loved ones. Dear Lord, please allow me to take time to hear them like you do.
