Recently, I read a blog that touched me deeply. This has never happened to me before and I wasn't sure how to handle it. My friend Aunt Becky has had some very defining moments.
Mine make me sooooo thankful.
Defining moments, *sigh. They all have to do with my kids!
With my first son, knowing that I finally found unconditional love.
Looking at my oldest son and seeing a man in front of me and knowing that “I did that!”
Watching my middle son go from a very happy and outgoing little boy to deep inside a shell when their father and I split and knowing, “I did that…” then watching him come back out a few years later and thinking, “He did that, all on his own.” ( the split was so hard on us...how do you break up the "perfect marriage"?)
Having my six year old sneak into my bed in the middle of the night, wrap around me and whisper, “you’re the best mom in the world” before he goes back to sleep.
I find my moments defined by my sons, just as my life has been since having them. As my teens get ready to launch, I find myself trying to grasp each moment they hug me and each “I luv u” text is saved. My biggest defining moments are looking at two men in front of me opening doors for women at the grocery store, saying “Yes Sir” to older men when speaking, eating with their elbows off the table, and again knowing: I DID THAT!!