Wow, it hurts when you realize your kids have pulled away almost further than you can reach. I didn't know I should have cherished that last cuddly moment. Or the last time they looked at me like I was their hero.
Intellectually, I believe it will come back around. This is the natural order of things... this "growing up" they are supposed to be doing. One day they will again come to me for advice, look at me with admiration, believe the things I tell them.
But today it hurts. Today it feels empty.
And then I start looking forward to seeing them blossom and shine. I wonder who they will meet in a job, or a relationship, who will see the potential in them that I see. What talents will rise above all others? Who will they love, and who will love them? I'm looking forward to those answers.
It's not over. God isn't finished with us yet.
uber-petite & golden - *•* *This one is a winged miracle.On our list of birds that only send their winters in the Tennessee Valley is the uber-petite golden-crowned kinglet....
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