Ah, my nephew's birthday yesterday. I cried. I wonder why kids have to grow. Why can't they be babies forever? Why can't we just hold them forever? I think back to even a few years ago, working at a high school, the students there were like my kids. I remember the Spring and graduation. The excitement of moving forward, growing up. And yet the air of apprehension. Parents and teachers with mixed emotions of watching "their" kids off. My mom was a big believer in not wanting kids to grow up. I remember her telling me all the time, she didn't want me to grow up. She would hold me, even as a teenager and later when I became a mom. During rough times she would put her arms around me, rock me and tell me she loved me. I felt 5 again. I didn't want to grow up. But these moments lasted just that. A moment. In the last couple of years I have missed so much that hug. During treatments, tests, recovery, flying, crying, laughing. But one thing I have learned. God has been with me,
"Do Not fear, for I have redeemed you, I have summoned you by name; you are MINE. When you pass through the waters, I will be with you; And when you pass through the rivers, they will not sweep over you. When you walk through fire you will not be burned; the flames will not set you ablaze." Isaiah 43:1-2
I am so very blessed to have grown so very much! And even more blessed to continue to grow each day! Love you, love me, love you, love me.
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