This sparky, sunshine turns 8 today. I just can't. Let me tell you a little bit about her past year. After spending her whole life waiting for the little sister she'd dreamed of, her wish finally came true this past year. But while all the other siblings were embraced by our new love, she was seen as a threat. She rolled with the punches of the initial rejection. She pressed in and kept loving, and in the end she earned herself a new best friend. And I am so dang proud to be this kiddo’s mom.⠀
Hubs and I are headed to Europe in 2 days to celebrate 17 years of marriage and surviving the first year of 5 kids. And to eat. Of course to eat.⠀
When I pulled this up on my big screen, all I could see is the exasperated eyes of the sea gulls.⠀
Those hydrangeas though.
New life in dry places.⠀
Recently I've been contemplating the way my teens need more healthy spaces to exert ownership. It's hard as a mom. It's hard to give up control and let them fly or perhaps fall. I want to keep being the net under their trapeze, but now is the season to begin to let them explore their own self and encourage practices in freedom. I'm still working on putting this into habit and catch myself talking to them like they are still small. But I love watching them succeed when they are given the space to thrive or fail, and I keep reminding myself that they have a right to their own story...the unique one God is writing for them.
Summer is icumen in⠀ Loudly sing Cuckoo⠀ Grows the seed and blows the mead⠀ And springs the wood anew.⠀ Sing Cuckoo!⠀
Mother's Day weekend is here. You'll always find a lot of mothers on my feed because the bond between a child and mother is something I'm still intrigued by, studying, and loving.⠀