Life is too short. . .

This past weekend I was out of town at a women's conference. I left Larry in charge starting early Friday morning until Sunday evening. It seemed as though everything was going smoothly. He managed to get the kids up on Friday morning, dress them (with clothes that I set out of course), drive Gavin to school, take Rachael to get donuts and to the mall, pick Gavin up from school, get home, feed them lunch and dinner, etc. He then got Rachael to dance class on Saturday morning and they all lived through the weekend. . .I am very proud! I never had any doubts that he could do this. . .he is probably a better dad than I am a mom but it is hard to do it alone! One funny thing about the weekend happened after I got back. When I returned home on Sunday evening I decided to take a bath. I went in to the bathroom and started running the bathwater only to see small red flakes and crumbs floating around in the bathtub. I wasn't sure what it was at first so I asked Larry what happened in the bathtub. I was thinking the worst--that someone had vomited in there but I was not really prepared for what he was about to say. He told me that he had to soak a pan in there. Why you ask? Well, before I left I stocked the refrigerator with foods that would be easy for Larry to make for himself and the kids. One of the things that I left for them were pizza rolls. Everyone knows that if you cook the pizza rolls too long they explode and get all over the pizza pan. Well, apparently he did not take this into consideration and made a big mess on the pizza pan. Instead of washing it and scrubbing with a sponge he decides that soaking in the bathtub would be more appropriate. So. . .the tub was a little greasy and had some crumbs in it but it came clean with a little scrubbing. . .the pan. . .spotless!

While I was away I learned of the very sad news that a dear friend's husband died very suddenly in a tragic accident at work. She has two children about the same age as mine. . .we were actually pregnant at the same time with our sons. I could barely contain myself from just breaking down right where I was--the news just really hit home for me. I realized how much I take for granted every day of my life. It feels like everyday I do the things that I do just to get through the day . . .to make it to the weekend or to make it until Thanksgiving or Christmas or after the New Year, etc. It has been a long time since I have really stopped and just been thankful for and enjoyed all of the wonderful blessings that I have been given in my life. I have been blessed in so many ways. I just hope that from now on I can remember all of these things on a daily basis and know that I may not always have everything that I know and love and things can happen in an instant that could turn my world upside down.