Can you pick
the best day of your life? Maybe you need to list the top three
days. Could you do it with five days? Jeffery and I were discussing
this topic last night. My answer? No. I can’t. Our
wedding day was wonderful, surrounded by friends and family, but it was such a
world wind I don’t know how much I remember of it. What I do remember was
sitting on the bed at the Thomas Walton Manor, with a picnic spread eating
everything in sight because we were so hungry.
I remember the moment I gave my life to Christ and how
completely safe and at peace I felt afterwards, but I couldn't tell
you much else about the rest of the day.
I
remember the birth of my child, but recovery from childbirth isn’t the most fun
thing ever. Was Camrie’s birthday one of the best days of my life?
I was surrounded by loved ones who came by, but I had no idea 24 hours after
having Carmie how much she would mean.
What
Jeffery and I came to realize during our conversation was that it’s very hard
to pin point a day. So much happens in a day, both good and bad.
Moments, moments are what we should be counting. I don’t want to be able
to look back on my life and say, “Yep, December 8, 2007 was a great day because
I got married” or “September 21, 2011, Carmie’s birthday. That was a good
day.” They were life changing days, no doubt, but I want to remember all
the incredible moments!
I
remember getting lost in the car with Memaw and Meredith as we tried to find
our way to the Asheboro Zoo.
I remember
my first kiss on a church trip and getting caught by our youth leader (thought
I would die and she was going to kick me out of the church)!
I
remember sitting on the beach with Jeffery one night after a
thunderstorm. We could see the storm and lightening miles off the
coast. It was one of the most beautiful memories I have.
I
remember going in for a second kiss when Jeffery and I got married.
I
remember the first moment I looked at Carmie’s ear (sounds crazy, I
know). How could something so tiny and so intricate be so perfect?
Now
that Carmie is changing so fast it’s hard to remember all the small, funny
things she does. Moments go by so fast. I guess that’s why people
say “don’t blink.”
Here
are some of my favorite moment… enjoy!
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| Lots of baby bottles! |
