Living thousands of miles away from family (and friends) has brought a whole new meaning to the phrase. Also, there could be the fact that I'm an extreme-worry wart and filled with "what ifs". It isn't the best, nor right, way to live but I can't help it. Must be a gene thing. I've become consumed with making sure I say that "I love you" enough, or making that weekly phone call. Being I'm unable to display those emotions of deep affection through hugs and kisses, I get worried that they don't know how much I truly appreciate and care for them.
Then there is the joy that motherhood brings. To my recollection, I don't think a day has gone by where I have not told Jackson "I love you"...not one single day. Even if he hasn't been physically with me, I've made a point to tell him by phone.
Nothing is for certain...life isn't for certain...therefore I try and make every day matter.
"For the LORD your God is living among you. He is a mighty savior. He will take delight in you with gladness. With his love, he will calm all your fears. He will rejoice over you with joyful songs.”
Zephaniah 3:17
