It's the middle that counts the most

Childhood is what you spend the rest of your life trying to overcome. That's what momma always says. She says that beginnings are scary, endings are usually sad, but it's the middle that counts the most. Try to remember that when you find yourself at a new beginning. Just give hope a chance to float up. And it will... from Hope Floats


I'm bawling as I write this.

I love that movie. LOVE it. I've always thought of it as a love story. And it is. But watching today, with Emma, made me realize how much of a story it is about family love, too. Mother/ daughter love.

We snuggled on the couch and watched the whole thing, which is not usual. She normally doesn't like "my movies". I explained to her what the famous line "my cup runneth over" means to me. That I'm so happy in my heart that the happiness just spills over. Just like how I feel with her (mostly ha!).

Emma asked me what was going on during the scene when the grandma dies. I told her that she was going to Heaven. She left it at that.

We finished watching the movie and I went into the bedroom, still crying over the movie. Emma followed me, and wanted me to pick her up. I laid her on the bed and lay down facing her. She said "why did the grandma go to Heaven?" I told her when your time on Earth is done, you have to leave and go to Heaven to be with Jesus. (The best I could come up with.) She hugged me really hard, and said "I don't want you to go to Heaven. I want you to stay with me." I told her I wasn't going for a long, long time. And my cup runneth over.

I have to say the middle of my life is pretty great right now. Still crying.