I want to begin with an apology. I’m sorry I haven’t written. I’m sure you’ve wondered what’s been going on and why you haven’t heard from me. Well, like most lives, mine got full and something had to be set – aside for a time. I unfortunately chose my writing. But there has been so much going on to write about that I have to get started again!
A significant season has come to an end in my life. It wasn’t sudden; I saw the signs of the change coming. But it has ended. I exhale and realize that all I focused my life on for 25 years has shifted. The season of parenting has come to an end. *sniff*
No one has died; but my two chicks have grown to adults and have flown from the nest. And that is how it should be. But there is a temptation to sadness in looking back over their childhood and youthful years and remembering all the hurts or left undones. I don’t know about you but I must choose to see all the goods and well dones too. My tendencies are toward the not enough rather than good enough.
But as I look at the men I have had the distinct privilege of raising the only thing I do see is the goodness of God. He loves well. He has grown these little boys into strong, capable, compassionate men in spite of my meddling in His work. I am left with the knowledge that God built them to be who they are; my dear husband and I were the stewards, the caretakers of them for a time. Now we have given them back. We still have opportunity to influence through prayer and the giving of occasional sought out advice but they are done being parented.
So now what do I do with myself?
Ideas? I have some but I’d love to hear yours!