As I write this, my 3 older kids are out of the house. Nathan just left for Macau for a mission trip, Janina is in Caliraya for the summer boot camp and Ryan is at his best friend, David’s house. (While Joaquin is in the room with me chanting Miska, Muska Mickey Mouse 🙂 )
This brings me back to the nights when our kids didn’t want to sleep in their own room, always wanting to be with us even at night. And even when they were already tucked in their beds, they would constantly find reasons to get up and come to our room, like being thirsty or getting an insect bite. But tonight, and the following nights, I will miss those disturbances.
Last Sunday, Janina gave away one of her most prized toy collections, The Littlest Petshop, to her cousin. How was it that she was able to give them up so easily? Haha It was me who was not ready to let go. I remember the countless trips we made to toy stores and how she would excitedly look over the rack of Littlest Petshop so she could pick out the right one to add to her collection. If only I had a house big enough to store all their toys and not give them away, I would.
I need to face it. My children are growing up. And with that thought, I firm up my resolve to set my priorities right and maximize the little time I have left with them.