This morning the snow started falling again. My first thought was to recheck the calendar and count the days til spring. Knowing that counting days only makes me anxious and unhappy, I said a prayer for help to embrace this season with greater patience. Thoughts came piling upon thoughts in response to my prayer. I could just see the seasons of life swiftly coming and going--in my mind, I watched my little Max go from taking his first steps to serving a mission and marriage... I think my mother heart just grew a hundred fold. "Slow down!" I thought, as I pondered on glimpses of what's to come. Suddenly three months time seems so painfully short. For right now, he is just mine... and I'm going to try and embrace every moment of this special time.
What a beautiful answer to my prayer for patience.