Here we go again…
Hellooooooooo!!
It seems like I am staring down into the Grand Canyon when I have taken a little break from writing.
Big, looming, white screen…reminds me of big, looming, canyons just waiting for a pin drop to echo.
Well, here we are.
As many of you know, Summer is quieter around this blog.
Kids are home.
Cooking a lot more.
Cleaning a lot more.
Laundry a whole lot more.
Repeat. Repeat. Repeat.
You know, all the things that transpire when the house is full-er.
I love it though.
It’s what I am used to.
It is the only consistent function that my brain and body have performed in the past 20 something years.
Getting back into the groove is easy.
What isn’t easy, is when they leave again.
This here is where I struggle.
Gosh, does it ever get easier?
Peering down into that big Grand Canyon again…hellooooo?
Anyone?
Does this get easier?
The boy left yesterday to move to Augusta. He will be there for another 4 years. The girl has a little more time until she is back to school.
Yesterday was hard.
I held it together though.
I was so proud of myself.
I gave him a hug, not as big of a hug as normal.
I knew that if I hugged him too long, it would be OVER.
I knew I would puddle right up on that floor if I lingered too long.
As soon as he walked out the door, my stomach dropped to the floor.
Ugh.
The night before he left, I took him to dinner. Just he and I.
A few tears were shed, but all in all, I held it together.
Looking across the restaurant, I saw a friend from Bible Study.
I don’t know her that well, but I do know her story.
She has buried two children. TWO.
Seeing her gave me clear perspective in this letting go phase I find myself in again.
I get to say goodbye to them.
I get to watch them grow up.
I get to watch them become adults.
Sometimes, you just have to shift your focus a little bit.
Friend, I don’t know your story, but I do know that God is Faithful.
There is one area God can relate with us one million percent….parenting.
He is a Father.
He knows more than anyone how our hearts grieve and break and long for our children.
He collects all of our tears in a bottle. (Psalm 56:8)
He knows the number of hairs on our heads. (Luke 12:7)
He has our name engraved on His Hands. (Isaiah 49:16)
He perfects that which concerns us. (Psalm 138:8)
Motherhood has been the major thing that has made me cling to Jesus and cling to His Word and cling to prayer.
Above anything else, motherhood brings the most heartache, but also the most joys.
Marriage is a close second. :)
I have a little suggestion to all of my momma friends…
No matter how old your children are, find some friends around you to talk to.
Find friends in the same season of life as you.
Find friends in a season ahead of you.
Find friends in a season behind you.
This has made the biggest difference in my life.
I can learn from those ahead of me, walk beside the ones in the same season as me, and mentor the ones a season behind me.
As iron sharpens iron, so a friend sharpens a friend. Proverbs 27:17
Above all of that, ask God for wisdom. Every. single. day.
We need it.
back to the laundry,
jill
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