Yes, I know it is Tuesday and my title is about "Sunday".... It has been a long few days. Greg is currently on a puddle jumper plane on his way from Memphis to Raleigh, North Carolina. He will be there for the week on business. So we have been trying to get him ready for his trip. I had intended to post this Sunday night, but as I said..... it's Tuesday. Oh well.
So, back to Sunday. As we were getting ready for church, I was having one of "those" days where I really was looking for ANY excuse to stay home. Now, just to be clear, I love church. I love the gospel and I have a testimony and there isn't anywhere else I want my family to be on Sunday. It was just one of those days where I didn't want to be anywhere but bed. (Now I realize it was because I was coming down with a lovely cold/sore throat/ headache that has lasted since Sunday afternoon...and getting worse every day. Lovely.)
But, since it was Sunday, and I knew it was important for us all to be at church together, I followed Greg's example and got myself ready and out the door.
Now anyone who has ever been to an LDS Sacrament meeting knows how "Fast Sunday" is. (Sssssllllooooowwww and exceptionally noisy) Our bench has ended up being a three ring circus on more than one occasion. I always try to sit next to Greg. Everyone fights over who gets to sit by dad. I absolutely love that. They all want to sit by him and snuggle up to him and have him rub their backs. Greg also sits and holds my hand or my leg. He is not one for PDA at all, so I love being able to sit with him for an entire hour and 10 minutes holding hands or rubbing his back. Nathan likes to sit next to me because he wants his back scratched and not rubbed and I have the "nails" for it. So as I was sitting there, holding Greg's hand on one side and scratching Nathan's back, it hit me that Nathan (10 - almost 11) is to the point where he doesn't want me to hug and kiss him much anymore. I have to ask him for a hug. He usually gives me one, or at least lets me hug him. But he is getting to the age where it's just not cool to show affection to your mom. I knew this day would come, but didn't realize how much I needed that contact. (Yes, he will always be my baby - they all will.) I still feel that he needs that physical contact and "affirmation" that I love him. I started to panic a little. But then as I finished scratching his back, he leaned over and put his head on my shoulder and we just sat really close together. I was able to "snuggle" up to him and rub his back. I was a little surprised that he was willing to do that in front of all those people, but then again, Greg has no problem with it on Sundays. I will never stop hugging and kissing my kids and telling them I love them, I am just grateful for this hour of closeness and connection to them.
Anyway, I have managed to make a short story long again. The point is that Sacrament meeting is now my favorite time of the week because my family is literally our closest during that time and I can "show" my kids how much I love them and how much they mean to me.
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