Four small letters strung together.
Really the only thing that will be there at the end of the day,
or at the end of this life.
My children won’t remember, the meals I cooked, the way our house looked, the material possessions given or not given, school, the sports they participated in, the friends they wished or I wished they had. At the end of the day what will matter was if they felt loved, accepted, and cared for. These are the greatest gifts… the ones that will remain.
“And now these three remain: faith, hope, and love. But the greatest of these is love.” 1 Cor 13:13