Lately, I've been silent. And I'm not sure if I'm ready to return to this space.
It's time to share again. About family. About love. About our current lesson.
We try to talk with Grandparents often. Hurricane is on the phone to his namesake. He is listening intently on what is being said so he can return with his typical response about tractors and trains. He loves tractors and trains like his Grandpas.
I like how the look on his face has soften. He started to really listen.
He talked for a while and then was done.
As I took these pictures, I was hoping to share them with his Grandpa who he was talking with. He will ask how the tractors are running and when it is his turn to drive them. (This is my child that pulled the car out of gear and if I don't watch my car keys carefully will start the car on his own.)
At times, I just talk in prayer and listen for the cues that I want to hear back instead of what I really need to hear and feel. And those few times that I soften and really listen I know that God hears me talk and answers to my heart that I will be okay even if it isn't in the way I want. I'm learning that lesson over and over again.