If there’s one thing I would do over as a mom (and there’s more like a hundred things),
it would be writing down more of the cute things my kids said over the years.
From time to time, people share memories of things they did or said (some sweet – some embarrassing),
and I think to myself, “I don’t even remember that moment.”
Keeping a journal would have done two things for me as a mom:
It would have made me a better listener
and
It would have given me something to cherish today.
But………….
I can’t go back.
I can’t relive those wonderful years as a mom of young children.
So, what can I do now that my kids are grown?
I can listen.
I can also write down memories that come to me from the past or memories that are shared by others.
I don’t want to live a life “wishing I could have another chance,”
because I’ll miss today.
But I do want to learn from the past so that I can encourage others to do better than I did in the area of listening.
When children speak, it matters.
Every question.
Every comment.
Kids speak with honest hearts.
They speak without wondering what the world will think.
Anyone who lives with children or works with children should listen closely.
We may never be closer to God than when we are in the presence of children.
Today, I get to be with seven year olds all day long.
I’m excited.
Believe me, my ears will be wide open.
Yesterday, I was with high school kids.
I’ve decided that they are just like little kids in many ways only taller.
They need love.
They need encouragement.
They need people to listen.
I’m not sure where you’ll be today,
but I hope that wherever you are and whoever you’re around,
you’ll be listening.
God often whispers in the most unexpected ways.
Don’t miss Him.
Hoping you’ll share something you hear today.

In December of 2007 as our youngest son, Nick, was fighting brain cancer, I began to blog. Writing provided a way for me to release all of my questions, fears, and doubts. It also allowed me to share the ups and downs of Nick's journey with people who were praying for him all over the world. When Nick went Home in November of 2008, my blog became my way of searching for God in the midst of my deep heartache. My heart was broken and grief brought to the surface every emotion imaginable. Being able to release those emotions through my writing brought a sense of purpose to my pain. Having already walked the road of grief in 1992 when we lost our daughter to SIDS, I knew I needed a way to keep from falling into a pit of depression and despair. I had walked close to the edge of a bottomless pit when we lost our daughter,and I knew I couldn't let myself get that close to the edge again. This blog has been and continues to be my tiny corner of the world where I can share My Heart as I journey through God's Word.......thus the name........ My Heart His Words. Thank you for taking time to share life with me. If we do not meet while here on earth, I look forward to hearing all about your life when we reach our final destiny.........Heaven! Email me anytime at 

I think as parents we all have regrets. I shoulda, woulda, coulda. I know with having three boys and a husband in the Navy it was a job to make it through the day. I know if you think bac you may not remember what they said, but remember the cute things they did. And life does go on. Enjoy your day. Sandy B