driving down that road again
I didn't plan to be away from my blog for quite so long. It's been a week..eesh. I foresee my blog getting the back burner in the weeks to come, I'm afraid. I'm a bit sad about that because I so enjoy coming here to visit with all of you. As you know I'll be doing the Felt Club on July 15th and would you like to know just how much I've made in prep for that? 20 pincushions. And they are not even all finished. That's it. I can't even believe it. I'm so behind. But not because I've been a couch potato. The list of other things going on is long. It has all been good stuff, and I knew when I applied for Felt Club that I was taking on a lot, knowing how busy my summer was looking already.
Coming up at the end of the week we will be celebrating my second son's graduation with a ceremony and party at our home. This is our second graduate from our home school. Yet again I'm going through the bitter-sweet emotions of realizing that another child has grown up. I don't like this part of being a parent. I don't like letting go.
Please don't misunderstand me, I'm not a controlling mom hanging on to the ankles of my kids begging them to just stay home for the rest of their lives. Not at all. Mark and I stand on the edge of our nest, watching with pride and support as our adult children fly off to start their own lives. And then when they're not looking, we shed our tears.
For so long we were a family with babies, then with babies and young children, then all young children but always together. And then one of them was grown. And now a second one is. We aren't always together. It's a new season for us as we watch what was the picture of our family change and take new shape. It's an adjustment, a shifting that comes with some heartache, that of letting go.
Before this becomes a real downer of a post, let me say that there is so very much to celebrate, to reflect on with joy, to simply just smile big about--in seeing your children become adults. By God's grace Mark and I have poured our lives into our kids and one by one we are reaping the fruit of a job well done. Did we do things perfectly? Not even. So many mistakes along the way. But our heart was right, and we always tried to make sure our kids new that. That we loved them more then anything. That they were our life.
I certainly didn't expect to get into all this when I sat down to write. My thoughts just took a turn down that road I guess and I decided to keep driving. The blue sky above is a view from my patio. I had a quiet moment to do one of my very favorite things in the midst of all the business and emotions of the past weeks, and that was to just sit and stare at that gorgeous sky---and to take a photo of my feet. If you have been reading here for a while, you know I have a special fondness for feet. Too bad I leave ratty nail polish on them for waaaaay too long.
Thank you for listening to me share my heart today. xo.



























