As I walked through the living room this morning collecting trash from last night’s apparent frat party, this whiteboard suddenly caught my eye.
I stopped to read the top and it took my breath away.
As I wrote about on the blog yesterday, I’ve been trying to create intentional moments of connection with the boys. Realizing that I cannot stop life to be with them 24/7, I’m simply taking pauses where I can, to connect. Yesterday during lunch I asked the boys if they wanted to play a game or something together. Noah and I decided to play a game of cards. While I was cleaning up the final dishes, I looked over and saw that he’d erased my family “to-do” list on the whiteboard and written something at the top.
My heart sank.
My brain is too full to remember anything so I’d been scribbling notes there for the last few days, of …