Remember Our Own, So Far From Home

Drip, Drop, rain pitter patters outside...and inside you hear pitter patter of feet! My lil angels are waiting for breakfast. We clutch each other's hands at the breakfast table every morning to pray a blessing of thanksgiving and safety over Daddy at work and peace for a happy day yet to come. We are always so excited when my husband calls to say he's coming home! The kids run to him and kiss him, and we are all laughing and talking together. How blessed to have him come home safe every night. God help me to never take that for granted. It makes your troubles seem so small when you think about our men and women overseas sacrificing the feel of their little one's arms around them calling their name. They are heros. Never forget to pray and support them.