No artwork today. Just a post about my mom feelings! Today my youngest son begins high school! That means we've seen one all the way through those years ( he is now married and doing great ) and 1 halfway through and we're now beginning the journey with another. I know everyone says this, but I just don't know where the years have gone! I vividly remember skipping (ok, maybe only inside of me!) down the hall of his elementary so very happy that my last little bird was on his way out the nest. I laughed at those first timers who were crying over leaving their little darlings with the teacher! In my opinion, once they got a taste of a few hours of freedom, they would be skipping along with me.
Fast forward 9 years and I can no longer skip physically due to spinal cord damage and multiple sclerosis that was diagnosed a couple of months after dropping off that kindergartner. In fact, that year was the only year of his life that I could walk with him to the first day of school. He only has very vague memories of a mom who could walk. I wish I could go back in time and tell that carefree me to not rush things. To live in the moment. To cherish every little second she had with those little boys. I feel like I lost so much of their growing up years in the hospitalizations, therapy and medical chaos that ensued.
God has been so good through the years and I know He filled in the gaps in their lives that a sick mom couldn't. He also has allowed me to have many years of relative stability and the ability to ( almost ) fully participate in all they do, despite my disability.
Now, my last two babes are well on their way to being grown men who will no longer need their mommy. I am not skipping inside today but I am filled with thankfulness that my God has allowed me to see them to this point and with His grace I will be there for the remaining milestones in their lives. There is no higher calling and no greater honor than to be mom to my precious sons.