It is the weekend after Thanksgiving, and my home is full of grandchildren and their parents. Tonight as 7-year-old John was saying goodnight, I asked if he might please try to sleep a little longer tomorrow morning. He is our earliest riser, and I always feel he’d do better with a bit more sleep.
He looked up at me with big eyes, then said in his little piping, hesitating voice, “Nana, do you want to know why I always get up so early?”
I took his hands and brought my face down next to his. “Yes, I want to know.”
“It’s because I just know it’s going to be an awesome, amazing, perfect, wonderful day, and I don’t want to miss ANY of it.”
I hugged this darling child and thought what a gift he gives me, and what responsibility to hold this hope.
I want to look at each day with this eager anticipation, and joyful expectation. I want to live so I don’t miss anything.
Psalm 118:24 This is the day which the Lord has made; let us rejoice and be glad in it.
A handful of quietness 
Beautiful Holly! I love your words of love and encouragement to your precious grandchildren, children, grandchildren and old friends…those who knew you early on…. hugs and happy thanksgiving to you and steve……
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Thank you Linda, it’s lovely to hear from you! Hugs to you and Harry too!
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It’s good to be around children – they cause us to see the world through different eyes.
Hopeful, grateful, excited just to be alive. Thank you for that lovely story…Deborah et al
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