06/02/2026
Last night, after the house finally quieted down, I sat in bed crocheting.
Being a mom of three means those late night hours are often the most uninterrupted time I get with my dogs, so I try to soak up every minute I can.
As I looked down at my feet, I realized that one day hopefully not soon… this view will be gone.
One day I won’t look down and see these two beside me.
And just like that, I was hit with a wave of anticipatory grief.
Not because anything is wrong.
Not because today is their last day.
Just because I suddenly became aware of how precious this moment really is.
I think a lot of us are carrying that feeling right now. Looking at aging dogs. Aging parents. Growing children. Seasons of life we know won’t last forever.
We love something so much that part of us is already mourning the day it changes.
But maybe that’s also the reminder.
Stop waiting.
Stop waiting for more money… more time, a better schedule.. for me a cleaner house or the perfect day.
Put down the phone & sit on the floor. Take a walk. Hold them a little longer.
Because someday, the thing you’ll miss most won’t be the big moments.
It’ll be this.
The ordinary weekday night with the dog at your feet.
And right now, if you’re lucky enough to still have it, it’s not ordinary at all. ❤️
Music is not mine: just my late night listens by 🎼
