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Good Friday

Is there such a thing as a bad Friday? It's my favorite day of the week, the time when my husband works his last day of the week, and that means family time together, and we have carefree time at home. Usually I'm in my office or downstairs somewhere in the kitchen, laundry room, etc. The other three are upstairs in their bedrooms, or Kelly is in his office, or they're in the gameroom playing a game on the X-Box 360 or the PS2. Lindsey will be at her computer listening to her i-Tunes as her two parakeets chirp and express their songs of the day. Even if we're not actually doing things together, I just love having all four of us home at once. I'm thankful for my family and love them so much. Last night before "PT," as we casually refer to it (prayer time, not physical therapy), we were discussing college majors that Lindsey might consider. I gave her an extra long hug and told her that I'm already missing her, leaving for college soon.

"Mom, it's still two years from now," she said.

I realize that, but I'm already feeling sadness that she will be separated from me temporarily because I treasure my family so much. At the same time, it is a very exciting and wonderful time in her life, and I hope she does well to prepare, by taking the best classes during her final years in high school, studying hard, and at the same time, enjoying her high school days, choosing good friends, and continuing to make good choices, as she has for the last sixteen years.

My sister Tracy's four kids are all grown up! Jessica, the baby, is graduating from college in May. It's hard to believe that my niece has gone through four years of college and will be a teacher then. Time flies. My oldest niece, Aubrey is in her late twenties! It's bizarre. My brother's only child, his son, Taylor, is an adult, and my baby sister's daughter, Madison, is a junior in college. It really didn't seem like it was that long ago that I was in that stage.

I really have been blessed. I'm so grateful for my family and my friends. I know it is Easter time, rather than Thanksgiving, so I want to express my gratitude for my Savior, Jesus Christ, who died for me then was resurrected, and paid the price for me, to have all my sins be forgiven, through Him. I love Him. He is one of the greatest blessings in my life, and I am so thankful for His influence on me on a daily basis. I'm feeling very sentimental today, and just want to say that this is a good Friday. I don't recall the significance of that day, Good Friday, but as Easter Sunday approaches, I'm fully aware of this great gift. I'll probably post more over the weekend, but if not, I wish everyone a happy Easter!

Comments

Robin said…
Oh, I can imagine how you feel! I'm already scared that mine are growing up too fast and are that much closer to leaving home and the oldest isn't quite 4. This was a wonderful post, Kelly. I know you are very close to your family, and those bonds will always transcend the miles and milestones between you. The best is yet to come.
Julie said…
Not that I'm an expert on this since Sheridan is only two but....what I've learned in these few short years is that every stage gets better and better. Even though I can't imagine her growing up it's always so fun to experience the next stage with her. You've raised a wonderful daughter with great values and I know her college years will be another great milestone you'll enjoy together! Lindsay is very lucky that she has you to help her navigate through those years! :)
Bobbi said…
I liked this post, Kelly. Sometimes the sweet, unremarkable moments in life are the best, and it is nice that you are sensitive enough to notice and appreciate them. The years do fly by, and I am glad you are relishing the time with your family. BTW, Good Friday (the official religious one) commemorates the crucifixion and death of Christ, which doesn't seem like it should be called "Good" but it, of course, is good--the day of the greatest gift of all (I used to be a Lutheran, that's why I know a little about it.)
Madison said…
Gosh. I feel old... junior in college...

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