To be Known
I've come to realize how great it is to be known, to be really known by the people you hold close to your heart. Isn't it great to be able to just "be" and not have to explain yourself. I don't always have the best memory and I just get a kick ( maybe a better word would be joy/feeling of love) when people recall stories about something I did with them or for them and yet I don't remember the story at all! That someone cares for me that much to remember little, possibly insignificant stories......to me, well, it reminds me that I'm loved and known! Going through old photos of Jonas and even Nadia, I'm already remembering little stories and moments and I just feel so blesssed to be able to know our children and get to know their personalities. I wonder if thats how God feels about us...does he get a kick out of us? Keith and I were going through photos recently and accidently clicked on October 2009. Well, Jonas would have been 15 months old at that poi
