The tragic news of the Sandy Hook Elementary School shootings last Friday has had the same effect on me as the events of 9-11. It has been a brutal reminder that you never know when the last time you will speak with someone will be.
My heart broke when I heard of the deaths of the young children and teachers at the Sandy Hook Elementary school, it made me realize how devastated I would be to lose my children. Especially when they are so young.
There are mornings when getting the kids ready for school is a challenge in ultimate time management. Where I am rushing and hollering at them to get their shoes and coats on. Or for whatever reason it is a morning that they don’t want to listen to me about anything and are existing only in that special world and time-sense that young children occupy.
So I have resolved that I will always tell my children that I love them before seeing them off to school everyday and tucking them into bed every night.
And I will be working very hard to be patient with them when it is a morning that they aren’t listening well. In the long run, being late to school isn’t as important as my children being secure that their mom loves them.
I agree with you 100%. I vowed that my sons would always hear “I Love You” at least once a day. I started a tradition of saying, “Good night, Sweet Dreams, I Love You!” to my oldest son every night and carried it on with my youngest son. My oldest son will be 21 this Wednesday and we still tell each other, “Good night, Sweet Dreams, I Love You!” whenever he is at home.
I think it is so great you and your oldest son still tell each other that.