New year. New you. New diet. Same old, same old. But this year our family has had some new beginnings. They are the same things each family goes through but it’s a first for us so it was a big deal. Let’s start at the beginning.
December 1997, David and I happily announce we are expecting a baby. Fast forward to December 2019. The baby, who is now a handsome bearded man, makes an announcement: he’s moving out.
The joy and excitement he has planning his “escape” mirrored the joy and excitement his dad and I had when we first announced his arrival. My heart was screaming “no, please don’t go” while his heart was screaming “at last, I’m free! Thank God almighty!”
While your kids are growing up, you try your best to instill nuggets of wisdom along the way. You tell them they should practice cleaning their room to get ready for their college dorm or first apartment. You tell them to open a bank account when they get their first job so they learn how to handle money. You keep telling them these things on repeat even though it seems they’re not listening.
But then the day arrives that they actually move out. People tell you what it was like for them when their kids moved out. How they missed seeing their vehicles in the driveway. How they missed the sightings of their kids coming in from work or going to the kitchen for a snack. You listen and think that day is a long ways away. But then….
We are excited. Proud. Sad. Sentimental. But mostly proud. The house is a lot quieter. David and I are getting used to our new norm. Pray for Lydia because we are forcing hugs and kisses on her against her will. She is not a hugger but we know that it’s only a matter of time until it’s her turn to strike out on her own.
Thank you, God, for these sweet humans you’ve allowed me and David to nurture and raise. Lord, I pray they seek you in everything they do. In Jesus name amen.
“Sing to the LORD a new song because he has done wonderful things! His own strong hand and his own holy arm have won the victory!”
Psalms 98:1 CEB