We are family

Sometimes it strikes me. I have a family. Like, not the people I was born to but MY people, my little unit. It is such an enormous thing to take for granted but I forget. Somehow in the laundry and dinners, the meetings, the cartoons, the coloring and teaching how to walk, the work schedules and playdates, somewhere in all of that I forget that these people have all been entrusted to me.



It is huge. If I think about it too long I get sweaty and start to panic. How did I get this lucky? How can I care for them well? Today I am so thankful that these people are mine to love dearly. I pray that I can serve them in ways that speak to each of them.



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