Monthly Archives: April 2012

1,000 gifts … 101-150

Now that I’m feeling better, I’m back in the game! Gifts 101-150 are done and can be found here! Some of my favorites:

102. A fun day with my sisters and mom. It doesn’t get much better than that!
111. A kind act by a stranger.
121. The realization that life can change in an instant.
122. The beauty held on one simple word.
143. The first snowball of the season … in April!


“can you share with me?”

Lil: “Hi Lauren.”
Lauren: “Hi Lily.”
Lil: (pointing to Lauren’s mint green Peeps) “What’s that?”
Lauren: “They’re Peeps.” (looks at me) “Can she have one?”
Me: “She sure can; thank you for asking! She needs to eat her lunch first, though. Sound good?”
Lauren: “Yep! She can have a row, and I can have a row.”
Me: “You are too sweet! Lily, can you eat your lunch, please?”
Lil: “Okay!”
(eats for a minute or so, the comes back)
Lil: (looking up at Lauren) “Can you share with me?”

My heart melted a thousand times over. Our little girl, just a month shy of 3 years old, is growing up.

Over the past month or so, she’s started initiating conversations of her own. Up until now, she’s provided her own thoughts (“See the moon, MaMum?” and other types of things.), and she’s also been holding a good conversation, but on a topic of our our choosing. Now she’s looking for conversation on her terms, and holding a much more structured conversation. Much more than a simple thought, these are more in-depth conversations. She’s processing and responding.

Yet in some ways, she’s still so little. Like when she says, “I can’t want/like ___” instead of “I don’t want/like ___.”

If I could box up the innocence and keep it forever, I would. She’s just so precious right now. All moments I don’t ever want to forget.


The Dermabond is gone, and now I’m even more certain a scar will remain. And do you want to know something?

I don’t really care.

I’ll use the Mederma, because that’s what I should do. But that scar just below my left eyebrow will serve as a constant reminder – or many constant reminders, for that matter:

  • … that none of this is within our control; that He kept our little blonde-haired, blue-eyed girl safe on that Sunday afternoon.
  • … that she won’t be little forever.
  • … that asking for help is sometimes the best thing to do.
  • … that always thinking through what could happen is incredibly important. We should have been much more careful; things could have been much, much worse.
  • … that some things in my life are just as I want them.