when you’re a parent, your world revolves around caring for your kids. you pick them up when they fall. wipe their tears when they cry. hold them close when they’re scared. raise them up when they're down. hold their hand. heal their heart.

it seems an awfully imbalanced relationship—a one way street of complete dependency.

but then i’m reminded how far from the truth that is.

recently i lost a friend unexpectedly. when the news sunk in, there was sadness. anger at the inexplicable circumstances. the inability to do anything about it. but a simple hug from two sweet little boys was comfort. perspective. love. support.

i was restored.

ever notice how, when something sad happens, people always say “go hug your kids today.” what is that all about? well, as much as you give the world to them, your kids give it right back to you in return. they are walking, talking, giggling reminders of what truly matters.