Life with/out kids

Sometimes I wonder about my life. I mean here I am in a hotel room after putting to bed two of my girls. After our concert I snuggled into bed with them and read them a story, we prayed, and now they are sound asleep in the bed next to me. I love being a parent. When I came on this tour I thought, just four months, that is not so long, how attached to these kids will I actually become. Well it has happened. I love my kids so much. I love being a parent, I love laughing with them, having tickle fights with them, hearing their stories from their days, teaching them the right thing, leading them in devotions, putting them to bed, giving them hugs, encouraging them at their concerts, and so much more. This is the third choir I have been with, the third group of kids, and the third group of my children I will have to say good bye to. I wonder if I will always be living these short little time spans of life with so many people coming and going. As God continues to call me down the path that he has for me I wonder if it will always be this swinging door of people and places. If it is, that is fine with me. As I always say, Where ever you are Be all there. And I try my best to live like that. But there are times when I do wish that I could just keep my kids like a normal parent. Watch them grow up and know that they are (hopefully) in my life forever. I suppose I am just getting thoughtful as we are counting down this last month till the kids fly home, and I will be left here once again without children to call my own.