This past week was one of many mixed emotions. I was flooded with pride, happiness, joy, sadness and uncertainty. I knew that the day would be coming when I watched my daughter move into her own house, taking on some very big responsibilities. But it was not until the trailer was loaded with the last box of her belonging that I could not help to feel like grabbing her by the leg and dragging her back in.
I knew that as parents, her father and I had done all that we could to prepare her for this day but part of my still wondered if she still needed our support financially. She has worked all summer saving up a large reserve in her savings and she has a job to go to while attending school but I still wanted to hand her every dollar I had in my purse.
God during this time gently had his hand on my shoulder whispering that He is in control. He always has been and that I was a ninny to be worrying about her. I needed to loosen my grip and that was so hard. Harder than I ever imagined.
We also had two more milestones take place this last week.
My middle daughter Kayla, who was my premie miracle child became a Senior and is looking forward to a future of her own.
Abby, my surprise gift from God, became a middle schooler. She is taking school having a teacher for each subject, a mouthful of metal for the third time and an attitude that leaves us saying ” here we go again”. Sadly for the last time.
God has promised us that if we do our jobs as parents to train them loving Him and relying on His power that He will watch over them. He also said and that they as individuals will not stray far off the trail that lies ahead.
I know that they need to grow and become “independent”. Unfortunately, that takes them making choices on their own and making mistakes that mold them as individuals. It is very hard as a mother, not to intervene and letting those mistakes happen. But I do know that they are wonderful girls and that they have beautiful hearts and those qualities that they have be given by God will take them a long way.
God, I pray that you help me sit back now and enjoy the fruits of my labor. I pray that the girls will first come to you when they need help in any aspects of their lives. I know that they have never been mine in the first place and that you used me to help you grow them up. I thank you for that privilage. Amen