As the year draws to a close
and we move into a new decade,
there has been a move in our home as well.
My little girl spent last night packing.
She carefully boxed up all the small traces of the little princess that once resided in her room.
Gone are the ribbons that gracefully hung from the ringlets of the little girl that once twirled across the hardwood floor.
Small piles of scarves and cardigans are all you will see now.
Gone are the two baby dolls that were carefully stashed in the bottom of the closet so no one could see.
Designer boots and high end flip flops now occupy this niche.
The top shelf of the bookcase is no longer home to the teddy bears to whom she always told her secrets. Now pictures of her and her friends, snapshots of the memories they are making, fill Ted E. Bear's cozy spot.
How wonderful and exciting these times are,
but how excruciatingly painful for a mother as well. Is it truly possible to hurt so much and yet still be so excited?
These precious conflicts of emotion have been reserved for mothers I think.
One of the many blessings of motherhood.
I believe their purpose is to force us to our knees.
That we will cry out to Father God for only He really understands the torment and elation of seeing your children grow into adults.
Imagine what it must have been like for him with Christ.
What was it like for him with you?
Well, no matter how grown she becomes, for our purposes here at the Blog Plantation, she will now and forever be referred to as
After all, I still have hope.
I did find a box of tiaras in her bottom drawer.
HAPPY NEW YEAR!
Thanks for dropping by Y'all!