There is something about summer that gently reminds me of what matters.

The older I get, the more I realize that time with the people I love is the most precious gift. I felt beyond blessed this past weekend to have my children together for Easter. Now that they are getting older, they're busy chasing their dreams, finding their way, and building their lives. And while I couldn't be prouder… I also cherish every moment I get with them because those moments are fewer and farther between. 

It's not like the old days when they were always underfoot. Now, it's coffee dates and late-night talks on the couch when they're home. Yet, these little pockets of time mean everything because time with them has become more of a gift than a given.

I missed many moments when my children were little because of my anxiety, so I cherish these times being fully present with things like: laughter around the dinner table, spontaneous hugs, and the memories that don't cost a dime.

Those are the things that last.

Those are the things that fill my soul.

And the people I ...