Making Memories That Matter

“Enjoy the little things in life, for one day you may look back and realize they were the big things.”
Robert Brault

This quote has always been one of my favorites. It’s a simple yet powerful reminder,  one I try to live by every day, even in the chaos of raising kids, building dreams, and holding a family together. Lately, it’s been hitting a little deeper. These past few weeks have been a whirlwind of family time, moments together, moments apart, and moments that shifted something in me. Life has this funny way of reminding you that things are always moving forward, whether you're ready for it or not. And as I watch my oldest enter his senior year, the realization that we’re nearing a new chapter for our family has started to settle in. College visits. Senior photos. Last games. First lasts. All of it has made me pause. I’m learning that it’s not just about the “big” things  the trophies, the milestones, the celebrations,  but the quiet mornings, the car rides, the laughter over nothing, the chaotic dinners, the random hugs. That’s where the heart of life really lives. That’s where memories are made. As a mom, especially a sports mom, so much of life can feel scheduled, fast-paced, and packed. But I’ve made a decision: I want to be more intentional. I want to slow down, be present, and make moments that will stick, not just for me, but for my kids too. Because one day they’ll leave this nest. They’ll chase their dreams, find their paths, and face life on their own terms. And when they do, I want them to carry pieces of home with them,  not just photos or stories, but feelings. The kind of memories that keep you grounded. The kind that wrap around you like a hug when life gets hard. The kind that whisper, “You were loved here. Fully.” So if you’re reading this, whether you’re a parent, a sibling, a spouse, a friend, I encourage you to stop rushing. Take the detour. Sit a little longer. Hug a little tighter. Let the kids stay up just a bit past bedtime. Say yes to the spontaneous road trip or the dance party in the kitchen. Because these are the big things. We just don’t always know it yet.

Make the memories. Live the moment. That’s what matters most.

XOXO Kaye,

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