After we decided to start a family, we discovered our desire to become parents had initiated us into a long journey of infertility that we would wander through for over a decade.
Like a kaleidoscope of colors and shapes, I have memories filling the corners of my mind just as the song says. Life is full of seasons—memory making seasons and remembering memories seasons.
Home organization minimal
How I wish I could sing – “thank you for the music, the song I’m singing” what wonderful words by Abba, but my version is a little off tune and out of sync.
Since the days of Abraham, our God has asked parents for their children, perhaps because a father’s—or mother’s—love is so great.
Does He want to know that we love Him more? Or whether we will hold back our son or daughter from Him . . . since He did not hold His back from us?
Maurice Chevalier sang a song called “Thank Heaven for Little Girls”. It was released the year I was born. I was definitely a daddy’s girl.