Visiting

I am so grateful that my parents are visiting, and not just because my mother will iron the embarrassingly few must-iron-clothes that our family owns. I'm grateful because I know how much time, energy, planning, health, and money are involved with visiting loved ones. They could be any place else, but they chose to be with me. This visit they arranged to arrive for my birthday! I tear up just thinking about our celebration together.

I'm an adult and I still treasure my parent's acts of love. I appreciate them going out of their way for me. How much more do our young children depend on and need our generous daily acts of love! How much more do they need to see that they are our priority? Mom and Dad visiting remind me that these are precious and fleeting days...of childhood...of this visit. I want, more than ever, to fill them with as much love and joy as possible for our three generations gathered.