Our oldest, she’s in college. A Dawg that is, she bleeds red and black. She’s wore that UGA cheerleading uniform since she was a baby. We always dreamed she’d be a Dawg, and she is. She is so smart, so outgoing and has the most beautiful smile you’ve ever seen. I can remember when she was younger, maybe 6 years old, we were going down the dirt road to our house and she wanted to run up our long driveway. I was all for it. I let her out at the top of the driveway and let her run her little heart out. She ran, I honked. She ran more, I honked more. Blonde crazy hair bouncing everywhere. I had my window down and could hear her laughing and giggling all the way up the hill. She ran to the side of the driveway and jumped in a pile of leaves that had built up, and looked up at me. The sun was setting in our back field, and because of that, there was a beautiful ray of sunshine on her face. When she looked up at me, with that sunshine on her face, I swear I seen a glimpse of Heaven. Her eyes full of excitement, her smile full of joy and big as can be and her laugher that was contagious. I can still see her in this same spot as I’m typing. It’s a memory I will never forget and always cherish.
All you parents out there that have college kids can relate to what Im fixing to say. We thrive on holidays and breaks, they come home and when they do, our nest is full again. We fill the fridge with goodies, get the drinks they like, plan things they enjoy and get their room ready and clean. You ask a million times, now when are you coming home? What time? When? What time?
We wait. And then, the day arrives. She bursts through the door like she never left.
In comes bags, clothes, noises and laughter. Stuff, stuff and more stuff. The room is messy, things are thrown everywhere and the youngest well, she’s happy. Happy because her best friend is back. We’re all happy. It’s what makes a mama’s heart beam with joy.
There’s goodnight kisses every night again, a little tuck in the bed, sleepy evenings on the couch (with the boyfriend of course), making new recipes and the joy of a happy and full heart. (She’s actually, a pretty good cook, peep at her homemade red lobster rolls she made over the holidays.) I love days like this. Im lucky enough she’s going to school locally, and she also works pretty close as well. You can often find me picking her flowers and taking them to her work, dropping off a drink, a plant or leaving sweet notes on her car. She never has to question, if I love her. My girls will never have that cross their mind. It’s evident in everything I do.
Then the day comes, and she’s off again. It’s back to me asking if she needs help with groceries, taking her handpicked flowers, a plant or leaving sweet notes on her car. The cycle starts over, and I find my self wondering. How easy it is to let someone you know, you love them. But, often times, we don’t. Why? You know what? It’s free. The words, they don’t cost anything, but the value is un-measurable. It means so much.
I encourage you, to just leave the note. It will make someones day, I promise. Oh and, Go Dawgs.
Skylars Red Lobster roll recipe
2 cups all purpose flour
1 1/3 sharp cheddar cheese (shredded)
1 tablespoon garlic powder
1/2 teaspoon salt
2 tablespoon parsley (fresh and finely chopped)
3/4 cup milk
1 egg
1/3 cup butter
topping:
2 tablespoon butter
1 tablespoon parsley
1 teaspoon garlic powder
Preheat oven to 400 degrees. In a medium bowl mix together flour, cheddar cheese, baking powder, garlic powder, salt and parsley. In a separate bowl mix milk, egg and butter. Pour this into dry ingredients. Mix until sticky, don’t over mix. Divid and add to baking sheet about 2″ apart. Bake for 12-14 minutes. Meanwhile, Combine ingredients for topping. Brush each biscuit with the topping, and serve.
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