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Mommas, regardless of where any of us are on our mothering timeline, the key is basking in the knowledge that, God-willing, the inescapable lasts will eventually settle into sanguine firsts.
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My journey through the “that was then, but this is now” space in raising young adults. I have a knack of trying to do God’s job for him. So far, it hasn’t worked out.
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Becoming a mom does a lot of things to our heart and soul. The love factor is beyond comprehension. Then there’s the fear factor, which exists in a league of its own.
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And as conduits of Grace and Mercy, our tweens and teens have an uncanny ability to dump the laundry basket of our neatly folded selves into a heap on the floor. Thank God. Really, God, thank you.
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I raised you to be a proud and compassionate and independent young man. That is exactly who you are becoming. Instead of celebrating your incredible victory (and mine) I remain steadfastly stuck in the past.
I would appreciate if you would bear with me.
Motherhood is without a doubt a magnificent gift, coupled with mind-blowing uncertainty. We have no real choice but to walk by faith. Even if we have “sight”, we can’t see more than two feet in front of us on any given day.
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Turns out the emotional yin yang of empty nest is quite an oxymoron because so many contradictions describe a mothers’ feelings. So, how about we cry-laugh through our emotions?
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Clichés are mundane, but parenting is rank with commonplace conjecture. Here’s to laughing our way through phases of parenting using coined expression.
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