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Going, Going, Gone.


We are nearing the end of summer and with it my freedom. I live for summer. I live for everything that summer stands for. It used to be that I loved the school year. Not too many years ago I actually begged for school to start. Either I have become a better mother and have figured out how to get my kids to get along better or I have become more tolerant of their fighting. Either way I just don't feel motivated anymore for the year to start again.

Really, it isn't the children fighting or the lack there of, it is the looming responsibility that I dread. Now that I have older children there is so much more responsibility than there used to be. So many late nights, so many early mornings, so much stress, and quite a few tears as well. People say that you never stop being a parent. I have thought about that a lot in regards to my life., and I can see the wisdom in what they say. My kids are old enough now that they do their own homework. They rarely need my help but I still stress about them. I still worry about their projects, their grades, their decisions, and their worries.

I was talking to a friend yesterday who was having a hard time with her little ones. She currently only has 2 children ages 1 and 3. I reflected on how quickly that time has gone by for me. It was only yesterday that I only had 2 little ones ages 1 and 3. This time in her life is rough, and at this stage you rarely see the fruits of your labor so to speak. I am now experiencing the beginning of the fruits of my labor. My older children have become beautiful young men and women who I am so often proud of. They work hard to choose integrity and righteousness. I know people (including me) say to appreciate all these moments while your kids are young but the reality is that there are so many hard days when appreciating the moments is harder than it sounds. Trust me though, the day will come when you really will see your hard work manifested in your children's souls.

Comments

moosemark said…
Becky, you have been hard on yourself, as all parents tend to be. But you have done an amazing job. Your example to the kids has inspired them to become who they are today, and who they will become in the future. I am sure you are thinking "But Mark, it is because of you too." Yes, parenting is an equal task. But you have made my job of a parent easier because of who you are. I love you and thank you for the sacrifices you have made in your life for the betterment of our children.
Nielson said…
good advice! I can't wait to see my fruit!!! :) And don't worry--I loved them again when they fell asleep last night...
Momnerd said…
It is true, it seems like this stage where my kids can't hardly do anything for themselves will never end. And I remember when your kids were the same ages as mine. It goes so fast! You are an inspiration to me. I love summer too and don't want it to end!
sinika said…
Becky- I have never seen any kids more respectful, loving, and willing to help out in any way that they can, as yours! I have seen it over and over again. I really look up to your family that way and hope someday, my kids will be like that! You and your Mark are setting a great example by the way you live.

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