Ever-Changing

It is strange to have a family that is ever-changing. It's weird to think the boy I wake in the mornings and yell, "I love you!" when he gets out during carline could go back to being the friend that sleeps over on Fridays. The baby I endure vaccinations with, long nights, and cranky bedtimes will be gone in a month. Sweet kisses, songs in the car, delight when she sees me open the door in the nursery...it will all end soon. Then God reminds me that everything here is like a vapor and will soon come to an end. But there is an eternity that is real. I want my life to look like I believe that.