Let me explain the title. Tonight I've been thinking a lot about family, and about the impact my own family has had on my life. For me, wherever family is, that is home. And right now, my heart aches to be with all of the ones I love so dearly. In that same token, I do have my own little bit of family growing and living right inside of me which is such a blessing and a true gift from God.
I have also been thinking of how much I personally feel like my heart is intertwined with my brother, sisters, parents, husband, etc. Being a part of a family is such a blessing, and sometimes comes with its share of heart ache. When one of us is hurting, the rest of us ache with that person. On the flip side, when a family member is happy and blessed, we as fellow members of the family get to share in that same joy and happiness. I love being a part of such a wonderful family, and even though there are ups and downs, I feel extremely blessed to be a member of my family.
There is a piece of a song that has been running through my head all day. It goes something like this: ...There's a saying, that home is where the heart is, and my heart believes that it's true, but my home is so far away...I think of home when I'm tired and feeling lonely, I run to YOU, you're where my heart is. To me this speaks of the heart ache you feel for Heaven, our true home. Today, Aaron went by the grave sites of our sweet Gideon and Daniel. To think of my precious boys in Heaven stirs an indescribable ache within me to be able to join them, and I think that most people who have "lost" a dear one must feel that readiness to go home whenever the Lord calls them. I know I do.
Well, these were just some thoughts that I was having tonight. I love you, dear family of mine, and can't wait to see y'all again with the newest member of our ever growing family.
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