I made my way to my blog this rainy, dreary Wednesday afternoon, the eve of another birthday. What number do you ask? I leave you to figure that one.
As I looked back at last year's posts, I was sad to see I had not written much. I cannot tell you why mostly a lack of discipline I think. While my love for writing remains, this blog was mostly silent for 2018. With a new year, one month gone already, I've had plenty of time to think about 'what's next'? as my husband and I became empty nesters the first of the year. The shock of no kids in the house after so many years is starting to wear off and I am making the adjustment. It's just me and the hubs, who really do like each other and love our full life together. A friend sent me the following quote
I am a mother at heart, I build a home, which seems like a place to stay, but really, it is a place to leave. That is the way of it. Children are meant to grow up. I understand that now." Cindy Rollins
She goes onto say to "take courage and allow your children to walk away with grace."
And walk away they have. But, with courage, I have let them walk away with grace as they forge their own lives, as they follow their dreams, as they fulfill what they believe their purpose in life is. One daughter said we have raised nomads, and I think she gets it right. Four children, two spouses, 1 grandchild with another on the way this summer, individuals, people following their dreams, living in wide open spaces, or city life, they are happy and doing well, not looking over their shoulders. Our children were given to us for a time, watching them grow into beautiful individuals is a gift I do not take for granted. Remember, we are raising people, individuals made in the image of God. They are not projects they're people.
What more could I ask for? Because in the grand scheme of life, nothing else really matters except the people you love, who surround you and care for you, some blood, some not.
On the eve of another birthday, life is full and good.
Bring on 2019.