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Things I hope I remember

Months ago, somewhere in the world of the Internet, on a blog I do not remember, the blogger mentioned that she read the book A Million Miles in a Thousand Years by Donald Miller. I was intrigued. Not intrigued enough to buy it, but intrigued enough to put it on hold at the library. Well, this week it finally came in.

In the last two days I have read more of it that I probably should have. When I am done, I will probably give a full review. But, for now, it has really got me thinking: What are the things I hope I remember about my life?

I think the timing of reading this book is perfect. The book is about re-writing your life. Living the life you want to live. Living a memorable life. Before I started reading it, I was at adoration, and I really began to pray about those things that I enjoy most in my life. The things I want to spend more time doing. The things that matter. I began to pray about letting go of the stressful to do list I burden myself with. About no longer telling my kids to wait until I have the kitchen clean. I began to pray that I live more in the moment. Create memories. Live more joy filled. More spirit filled.

Then I started to read A Million Miles in a Thousand Years and all of those things I was praying about became solidified and I pondered them more. After reading the first two chapters, I was left thinking about the question: What are those things I hope I remember about my life when I am old and gray?

Most of my daily life I will not remember. But, there are a few things I know I will not forget:

- Meeting my husband for the first time (I still remember what I was wearing, where we were and what I thought of him!)

- The first time I knew I was falling in love with my husband.

- Our wedding day. Seeing my husband's smile as I walked down the aisle. What my father said to me as he gave me away (I was in tears!).

- When J, K, and A were born

- The nervousness and excitement that I felt when I knew I was pregnant with our first son.

- The excitement when I found out I was pregnant with #2 and #3

- As a 14 year old girl, showing a dog in the Best in Show Ring for the first time (in what seemed another life, I showed dogs!).

These are all "big" events . . . those things that we all remember and cherish. But, what I have been thinking about the last few days are those small moments I want to
remember . . . the times that really make the day special .. . . those times that are gentle reminders of beauty, of God's presence in my day, that, most likely, I will not remember.

Here are just a few of mine:

- How it feels to just sit and talk to my husband at the end of the day. How nice it is to just be together.

- What it is like to give talks with my husband. In each of the talks, there is, inevitably, a moment in which I look over at him and know that I am the luckiest woman in the world.

- Baby A's smile in the morning and how cute he looks when his hair is sticking up.

- When all the boys are playing together and laughing and having fun and I just get to sit and watch and enjoy the presence of their life, joy and energy.

- The feeling when all the boys are close, sitting around me as we read.

- Watching J's expression when he "gets" and new math fact, reads new words or is retelling his latest history lesson. And knowing that I am helping him on that journey.

- How it feels to have a little one sitting in my lap.

- How it feels to have a baby moving inside of me.

I could go on . . .

And, without getting into a whole other blog topic of living in the moment, I will just end this blog with a question:

What are the things you hope you remember at the end of your life?


  1. doing things that were challenging and not giving up when it got hard.

    making people I meet feel good as they walk away from me

    raising my 3 children the hardest thing I have ever done! the love I feel for each of my children is overwhelming~so powerful I never knew that love before my children were born.

  2. I hope that when my life comes to an end, that I would be content and would think that I would live my exact life over again! This was the Lord's path for me and I chose the best he had to offer. The good and the bad was all for the ultimate purpose - for Him!

    Great Post!


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