In the Quiet

Some nights, long after the kids are sound asleep, I can still hear their little voices chattering excitedly.  I can still see their proud smiles as they beam over an accomplishment.  I can still feel their chubby little arms around my neck.  And I sit in the quiet and smile to myself, and savor each sweet little memory.  I let the ugly moments slip away and lock the moments of peace and closeness away in my heart.  And I thank God for just one day of peace, just one moment of peace, to recall and be thankful for.  With just one moment, I've been blessed more abundantly than I ever could have dreamed.