At the end of the day...

At the end of the day, it doesn't matter how good the dinner was that I made...

or, if I got all the laundry done...

or, if cleaned up all the toys...

or, if I actually found time to mop all the floors...

or, if I got to buy a new pair of shoes...

or, even if I made a difference in the life of a sick kid on the few days I work outside the home.

No. There is a much sweeter song that I long to hear at the end of the day ...

"I uz ew, Mommy." (translation: I love you, Mommy.) At the end of the day, the only thing that matters is love. Although they are just words, saying "I love you mommy" with an unprompted hug, kiss, and smile is enough to make my heart skip many beats...and my cup to runneth over.

At the end of the day, if all I have accomplished is making you smile and feel loved...then, I think God would say "Well done, Sarah."

Because God doesn't really care if my laundry is done or my floors are cleaned.

Dear Ella,

Thank you for a day of love. Thank you for a day that was just about loving and nothing else...loving life, loving each other, and loving and thanking God for giving us each other. Just when I think my heart could not be filled with any more love, you find a way to make my heart grow. The words "I love you" are a mothers dream to hear from her child's mouth for the first time. But, I never imagined the feeling it evoked inside of me when you said those words to me the other night when I came to tell you goodnight as your daddy read you a story before bedtime.

And I love you too. A thousand times, I love you my gift from above.

Mommy