Rocks For Mom-A Few of My Favorite Things!

Baggies, jars and other holding containers were filled with treasure when my boys were little. My top drawer and jewelry box were filled with precious stones...gray, black and white. Objects gathered with love by the treasures of my heart!

Bird feathers, rocks, flowers and bones...these were a few of my favorite things!

Leaves, sticks, bugs and (o.k. not worms and snakes) are a few of my favorite things as well!

I have a very eclectic collection of treasure! A broken necklace that Michael had bought me. Caleb's homemade survival bracelet. Rocks from Josh's training time where he assured me that "you were with me always."

Today, I'm adding one. A package came in the mail from my oldest with a note, a shirt for Dad and.... a rock for Mom. I held it and cried like a baby. It was on the drop zone of his first jump in Jump School.

Count your blessings when your babies are young and dirty handed toddlers and preschoolers are bringing you treasures. When elementary kids bring you their work or the gifts of a young man.

Moms-our response to these precious and heart felt gifts are so important.
Missed moments can not be captured.

Beware of the treasures right beneath our noses and our toes!

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