Welcome to the next in a series of motherhood posts guest written by Amy, mother of two young boys, over at Raising Men, Finding Me.
I fell in love with her writing style instantly. It's simple but
adorned with the kind of beauty and insight that only authenticity can
offer. I feel so honored that Amy has agreed to share her intimate
world of motherhood in her lovely and touching style once a month here
on Wish List. And I have a feeling she'll connect with so many
of you mothers out there, perhaps in a way I can't. Here are her
words, her thoughts, all rooted in love.
Chasing Fireflies.
Last night, he was supposed to be sleeping. About an
hour after we had tucked him into bed, my four-year old padded down the stairs
and peered around the banister, tentatively awaiting our reaction. Most nights,
we would have corralled him back up to his room; on this night, however, we threw
on his shoes and hurried him outside into our backyard to chase fireflies.
He raced across the lawn with his father beside him.
They grabbed the small net and a little bug box from the metal hook in the
garage, and then away they went to hunt for fireflies. Quietly and patiently,
they observed the little bugs in flight. Many of them flew along the blooming
hydrangea bush while a few were flying alongside of the tall white fence.
Father and son crept carefully nearby and swatted their net with determination
for a long while.
Then, they caught one.
A joyful dance and many giggles accompanied their successful
capture. Daddy placed the bug inside of the box along with a few blades of
grass. With the box in his hand, he rushed over to me to show me his new-found
friend. After only a few moments, he released the little bug and watched it fly
away up into the night sky.
“Let’s go catch another one Daddy!”
And together they ran off to hunt for more fireflies
in the light of summer’s full moon.
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