I’m in San Francisco.

The time difference between Chicago and San Francisco is only two hours, but somehow, it feels like much more than that.

While in the plane, I looked out across the perfect clouds and I wondered if this is what heaven looked like, is this what James and Jake see all of the time?

flight

Or is heaven more about having the ability to take the time to see all of the beauty that surrounds you?  Are we always surrounded by heaven and we don’t even realize it?

By the time we landed, the kids were back in their own beds at home, asleep, while we gathered our luggage and drove (way too fast) towards our hotel.  Us in our part of the country, they in their’s.

It is such a strange feeling being so separated from our family.  We are so close, we do everything together.  From breakfast in the morning to our nightly family Mario Kart battle after dinner, to the sweet kisses and deep hugs we give and receive before saying good night.

While driving from the airport, this was the first photo I took while speeding in the car with tinted windows:

While driving from the airport to the hotel

The mountains are so beautiful, the landscape so distinct, everything so different and breathtaking.

We went back to our room and eventually ordered some pizza.  I ate pizza in my pajamas while sitting on the bed, it’s something I enjoyed thoroughly, but something I would never, ever do at home.

But maybe we should, why does it take a airline ticket and packing our bags to step outside of our box and do something extraordinary?

I am always missing James and Jake and right now I’m missing Ariel and Racecar and we haven’t even been separated for 24 hours.  But I think I’m also missing the point to just ENJOY what’s given to us and make the most of what’s in front of us.

For Mother’s Day, my wish for you is to see an opportunity to create a memory for your children, one they will hold onto forever, with a firm grasp.  One they’ll share with their own children.  Get out of the car and run through a field, eat lunch in the grass in your backyard, play tag around your house, chase them until they collapse from the exhaustion of laughter, share a pop tart on your couch on a Sunday morning.

Just do something different, something that makes you step outside of your boundaries and makes them see that you are human, that there is a child within you that you embrace and that you want to share with them.

I can’t think of a better Mother’s Day gift for them…and for you.

I hope you all have a beautiful, beautiful day.  Whether you have a house fill of children, an empty nest, are trying to conceive, or are missing your heavenly angel(s), may you feel THE GIFT that is motherhood.

Always.

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