As I sit here rocking my baby boy to sleep...we are listening to Remember When by Alan Jackson and thoughts are rolling through my head. This song reminds me so much of my parents. "When the sound of little feet..was the music we danced to week to week"....how true and fitting for my parents. I have never known two people who love their children and grandchildren so much. My mom has kept Asher since he was 6 weeks old. Now at 6 months old.....she has to give up her days with him in order to work. I see in her eyes how much she dreads it....I do too. Although he will be in great hands.....there is a bond there that she doesn't want broken. I think of families where the kids grow up and move on forgetting their parents or the parents make other things a priority rather than their children. I cannot understand this. My parents or are my best friends. Always will be. They have taunt and are still teaching me how to be a great mom. Just as Jesus Christ loves us unconditionally,my parents love me and my son unconditionally. There is no greater feeling than to know that you are loved. My parents have instilled values and morals in me and my siblings that we can carry on to our children. So thank you Mom and Dad (although you probably wont read this)....I love you for all that you are and everything you have made me.
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