He was supposed to get home about midnight last night, but it turned into 3AM. THAT situation makes a momma pray. Although, we had a friend sitting with him until he could get on the bus for his last leg home which was a 4 hour ride (for some reason that makes me want to sing the Gilligan's Island song...), I still was a little anxious for him. Once he left the security of our friend, we would not be able to talk to him until he showed up at our door...or contacted us. As 3 o'clock rolled around and just when I was beginning to wonder...he showed up at our door smiling! The first words out of his mouth were, "You stayed up!" Of course we did, we have been so excited to see him.
The Princess was so excited she did two days worth of school work in one so that she could have the first day off to be with him. She almost couldn't sleep last night. We were going to let her stay up and wait on him until we discovered the delay, but when he came in and after hugging mom and dad...he went and gently woke her up. Those are the moments to treasure. When she finally was able to pull herself around and she realized WHO was waking her up...she threw her arms around his neck! Precious. He climbed up into her bed and laid down beside her. I figured when he got tired he'd go to hid bed...but I kept hearing their little voices talking to each other for a few more minutes.
This morning we discovered that he slept right beside her. That was good for her heart. She has missed her brother. But the sounds that I awoke to were piano sounds. My house has been so quiet since he left. It has taken some real serious adjusting to. The Prince sat down at the piano (using the soft pedal) and played a beautiful song by Jim Brickman from start to finish. Wow. Can he have learned that in only 6 weeks? When he played to his hearts' content, he began to sing...
Oh, sweet sounds.
The Princess sings all the time and I try to stop what I'm doing and savor it because there is coming a day when those sounds will be absent from my house. These are my blessings in this season of life. And oh how thankful I am for them.