Our summer is fastly approaching the end. 7 days and counting to be exact.
This morning when I woke up, I walked downstairs to find my oldest son asleep on the sofa, the remote control tucked tightly under his chin and his IPod touch on his chest.
(sigh) he is a BEAUTIFUL child.
The awkwardness is setting in. This year will be the last of ANY trace of boy left in him. And surprisingly I'm excited for him. To watch him transform into the person that he is today has been an OVERWHELMING but also a MIRACULOUS task.
So the next part, I'm praying, is going to be much like the same.
Holding him tight when he needs me....
Letting him go when he needs me to.....
Finding the delicate balance between being an overprotective mother and just being a mother.....
And letting him know EACH and EVERY day that he is a child of God and that my world is a better place because I get to see his smile everyday.....
How we got from here
to here
so quickly I really don't know.
But the journey has been amazing and I can only look towards the sky with prayer hands as we continue on.
2 comments:
Heidi, this is so sweet and so true. I still have a ways to go with my boys, but I KNOW the "letting them go when they need me to" will be sooo hard. Enjoying your blog!! :O)
The degree is for your, Heidi.
But, girl, you're already a writer!
Honestly, I'm taking out stock in Kleenex. You get me every time.
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