fleeting memories...

For the last 4 days I have had house guests.

I have had Miki, my nephew and his love, Sayra.

Miki's little girl, who is my godchild, Cami

and sister, Rosie.

I have also had my other godchild, NeeNee.

It has been a good 4 days and yesterday and today

they all begin to make their way back to where they

belong. I have mentioned many times that

I have not been one to suffer from the

"empty nest" syndrome.

I have raised my babies to the best of my abilities

and I am proud that they are adults and

can financially and figuratively take care

of themselves. I believe that part of parenting

is being able to raise your children to be independent

where home is a place of comfort but not a place

that they need to stay for long.

I believe that grown children have to find their way

without needing their parents guidance for everything.

With these beliefs, I have no reason to have "empty nest"

moments. That is not to say that there

are not moments that I miss being the Mommy of

little ones. I loved being a Mommy.

Having the little girls these last few days has given

me a chance to practice my "Mommy" again.

There are those fleeting moments, they don't last long,

that I miss and long to have my babies back.

Sometimes it is when I see a mother with her teenage daughter,

arms interlocked. One time it hit me as I was driving and

saw a little boy dressed in a Halloween costume getting on

a bus. In these short moments, I long for my babies

something fierce.

Yesterday the fleeting moment happened as I iced

cinnamon rolls for the little girls.

I have not made cinnamon rolls probably since the

days that I made breakfasts each morning for my babies.

As I iced the rolls I remembered those mornings,

every morning I fixed breakfast. It may not have

been a gourmet breakfast, but each morning they

knew Momma was going to prepare them breakfast

to start them off on their day.

For those few moments, I missed them.

Then it passed...