I have to admit it. I love that she needs me. I love knowing that I am that important to someone. I mean, I know how much my husband adores and needs me - he is brilliant at showing me how much he cares for and is devoted to me. But this little gal, she is starting to lose it when I leave her. It touches me to know that she is so attached to my care...that I matter so much. For someone who used to think that her life was of little consequence, that is profoundly moving.
I pray that God keeps our family together. But I know He works in ways I don't understand sometimes. Some very sweet children in our church recently lost their dear mother to an illness that swept through her like wildfire. I pray that God will protect us from such a fate but more importantly, I pray that my husband and daughter will always be comforted by God and the knowledge that, by our faith in Jesus we may all be together in Heaven for eternity. And I pray for the rest of my family, that God opens the eyes of their hearts to see Him. Because I want so very much to be with them forever, too.