I’m one of those people who needs constant reminders. It’s not the little things or the day-to-day milestones that I forget; it’s the bigger picture.
I forget where I am headed.
I forget there is a plan.
I forget to remember.
This week I was reminded by my 7 year old that it doesn’t matter where we are, or how far apart, it’s what we carry in our heart. She slipped me a note the other night. It read:
I love you even when I’m not there . . . but just remember I always love you!
Her gentle reminder was just what I needed. I carry it with me. When I feel overwhelmed or unsure where things are headed, I can pull it out and remember.
I remember I am not alone.
I remember it does work out.
I remember I am loved . . . always.