Tonight we played UNO–Brian won the first game and I won the second. Spending that kind of time with Rob and the boys is incredibly meaningful to me.

Why don’t I do it more often? Why do I have to pull myself off the computer to play Uno with my favorite people?

Do I think I’ll be around forever? That they will? Do I take for granted that we always have tomorrow? Because we don’t. We don’t necessarily have tomorrow.

I was just reading how the husband of one of my favorite bloggers (Amy Wellborn) died last month. He had a heart attack and died. They have 2 young boys, like we do.

Isn’t it arrogant to think this would never happen to me? I go about my life focusing on everything but the people I love. I have to find a job that pays more. I have to sign them up for tennis. I have to clean the house. I have to figure it all out.

Dear God, please focus me on Rob, Ben and Brian. Draw me back into their lives and give me a true spirit of service. As I write, I just had an image in my head of my mother singing in Church,

“Let there be peace on earth, and let it begin with me.”

Ok, then. Let it begin with me. In this home. In this family. With these children. With this husband. With this dog. I say I want peace. Then, let it begin with me.