I am trying to pray more than speak;
listen more than share.
The youngest a Freshman in High School.
Her first school experience.
She’s advocating for herself.
She’s witty like her oldest brother.
She has a zest for life that is unquenchable.
Adventure: she’s up for it.
Driving an excavator or any equipment; she excels.
I love watching her grow.
Yet, with each step it’s the last.
The last freshman year. . .
The last kid to learn to drive.
I don’t want to miss any of it.
As a new born I held her longer.
I tried hard to imprint on my mind that moment.
Knowing someday I would be right here.
She’s making her way in this world and I am so grateful for this journey with her.
With all the kids.
Each one so unique.
So different from each other.
Such gifts even when they’re hard.
Start children off on the way they should go,
and even when they are old they will not turn from it.
30 Days of Thankfulness
I am thankful for:
a warm bed
A new day
an unexpected visit at the grocery with a friend
a warm house
Children who surprise me at every turn
the wonder of parenting
the pain of letting go
the task of teaching them well
quiet time in the morning
the sounds of the house stirring
kids who stop by to visit