My kids are growing up. Well, that's obvious, isn't it? Any parent can vouch for the expedited growth of their children. It all goes by too fast.
But sometimes, just one sentence, one conversation, or one afternoon can remind a Mom of how much her children have grown----such as a very adult conversation about a new Presidency... Or thoughtful insights about the environment. Ah, where did the time go? How could it be that a baby turns into a young adult so quickly?
More so than ever before, I feel the need to mindfully capture each moment I have with my children----- savoring their last bits of childhood before they grow past it.
Though I look forward to watching my children develop into young adults and to meeting the other young adults in their future lives, it's all with a heavy smattering of trepidation. I doubt many children transition through adolescence without feeling, and inadvertently causing, a whole lot of hurt between parent and child. My own memories of adolescence are heavily pock-marked with the pain and anguish I caused my parents.
And I wonder where my children and I would be today without their parents' divorce----without all the changes we've went through as a family. Would my trepidation be the same? Is the doubt and hesitation about adolescence universal? Am I scarring them this very day? These are all questions I ponder...
Thank you all for your wonderful and sweet comments from my previous post. I read each and every one of them and they all made me smile a big smile! Again, thank you for reaching out...