birds of a feather

10:30 last night.....blog was updated, kids were asleep in bed, the kitchen was cleaned thanks to kids who love to earn an allowance. My turn to crawl into bed. As I shut the computer down and flipped out all the lights upstairs, I heard a sad voice call "Mom?"

Whoops. Not all the kids were asleep in bed.

Kennedy was wide awake. She told me that she couldn't sleep because she was lonely. "Can I just come and sleep with you, Mom?"

As we snuggled into bed together and I switched off the lamp, I placed a kiss on her head, resting on her Daddy's pillow. "Thanks for keeping me company," I said.

"It's okay, Mom. I think you needed this just as much as I did."

Tears. She was right. My children are a salve to my sadness. Thank you, God, for them, and for all the messes they make and fights they cause. If it weren't for them, I'd be lost.