I wish you were here

I wish you could spend some time in my world. So many times I wish I could put you in my pocket and take you around. They say a picture is worth a thousand words but I am consistently let down from my pictures of little ones and sunsets that never seem to say what I want to say, can never really show the beauty, the stickiness, the long hours and long hugs.

I wish you could have been with me this morning as a I woke up, made my coffee, walked out my door to an already blazing sun. As I opened my computer and began my days work only to be greeted with kisses and pleas to play bingo, at 8 am.

I wish you could have been in my office as the children tried to catch a grasshopper that was loose under my desk and nearly killed it or came to me with a baby bird in their hand, wondering what to do with it. All before lunch and anything had been crossed off my to do list.

I wish you could have been here at 4:30 pm today when I was ready to go home, the sun was blaring down on my desk and the little boys had just woken up from their naps. I really wish you could have heard the moment they discovered what happens when you stick a pencil in an oscillating fan or put paper on the back of it. I wish you could have seen the dogs reaction to being woken up with that noise.

I wish you could have walked home with me today as I was escorted by two little boys, carrying my bags and coffee cup. Their vivid imaginations had led them to tape paper wings on each others backs. The "butterfly boys", their words, not mine. I wish you could have seen them flapping their wings, each time with such enthusiasm it made you wonder if they really believed they could in fact fly.

I wish you were sitting with me now. The boys are playing soccer, the sun is setting and the dogs are barking at birds. Its calm and cool for the first time all day. As I sit here I want to take a picture but I know it would be in vain. I wanted to take a picture of the boys with their wings today but I knew it would do my heart best to put my phone away, to soak up the moment as they walked me home. Sometimes, life here is hard. And then there are nights like this where God calms my heart and my mind, uses birds and skies to remind me I'm home. This is where he wants me, where he grows me, where he loves me and where his light shines from me, for now at least. My heart is happy. I wish you could be here.