There are moments when I look at my three little ones and I barely recognize them. Suddenly they aren't the tiny babies I brought into this world. I blinked and they are running through fields at a rapid pace, climbing trees and facing their own adventures. I get lost in these moments. My heart becomes tender and my arms stay open patiently waiting to be embraced. Then their laughter calms me down and I realize it's okay they are growing. They are growing into such incredible people. The way she holds her little sisters hand to help guide her, the way he walks in front of them "just in case", and the way she gently touches things to see what they are.

Watching them explore and discover created such a balance within me. The sun peaked in and out of the clouds, the sound of river wrapped all around us and time slowed down just for me.

An afternoon at the river spent enjoying their childhood.