Each year at our church we hold a senior banquet to celebrate our graduating seniors, at that event we also recognize and welcome the incoming freshman to the Senior High Youth group. How did my first child become one of those incoming freshman? Not sure how I feel about that ... especially since in my mind she should look about like her little sister did tonight. My eldest once wore the very same dress that my youngest wore tonight. How did she outgrow it so fast? And how will I feel when she is one of those graduating seniors?
Watching our children grow up ... its a strange new world. I know its how things are supposed to go and I know that from day one they have been growing up, but for some reason tonight's event spoke stronger to my mommy heart stings. Maybe because its the first time I have a child entering the high school age group. She is homeschooled so she is not actually attending a local high school, but she is that age ... that much closer to being an adult. Still so much I want to tell her, so much she has to learn, so many things we haven't done. I feel like I better not blink or I might miss the next four yeas. Maybe it stands out that much stronger because both my daughters attended this event ... the one about to turn 15 and the one about to turn 2. I'm not sure what scares me more, that I can look at my eldest and remember when she was small like my youngest or that one day I'll blink and our youngest will suddenly look like my eldest ... all grown up.
My heart tugs with so many emotions, but the strongest are love and pride for my girls. They have such sweet loving personalities. I'm blessed beyond understanding by all five of my kids. I know that they all have to grow up and that God has very specific futures for each one of them. How freeing to know that I can trust them to the hand of our God Almighty. He did create them after all, I'm so thankful for those months he knit them each together while they grew inside my womb, I'm grateful to have watched each one's first smile, first step, first word ... all those years of milestones. Again I'm blessed beyond my understanding. I'm thankful that I can trust the One who does understand, the One who created them, with their grown up years. I will cherish each memory and I will watch each exciting new step knowing it is all in God's perfect plan.
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