A few days ago my youngest child turned 20. I have mixed feeling about this mark of time. It seems like just yesterday he was a baby. I remember purposing to enjoy every minute of his childhood. Yet somehow the time seemed to go by so fast. He is now a man and is moving on into the future with enthusiasm as he sees what the Lord has in store for him.
I must admit for the past year or so I have been sort of lost. For 25 years I was responsible for taking care of everyone needs and getting someone where they needed to go. Now everyone around here has their own transportation and can take care of themselves. Our goal was to prepare them for the future but, somehow I found myself completely unprepared for this chapter of my life. I have loved the mothering years watching my boys grow into men. Yet, I have often found myself looking backwards instead of forward, remembering the sweet days of their childhood.
But time does march on and I know that I must trust the Lord as the future unfolds for all of us. I must remember that each season has it’s own blessings. In this season…
I am so blessed that both of my children are still near by and working in our family business.
I am so blessed that our relationships are not just mother to son, but friend to friend.
I am so blessed that they often know more than I do and can teach me about a particular subject.
I am so blessed that sometimes we have a different point of view, but we can all try to see something from another perspective.
I am so blessed that we can all sit down and study the word of God and that they share what the Lord is teaching them.
As I move into the next season of life, I purpose to count my blessings and thank the Lord for this awesome adventure of being their mother!