Monday, March 19, 2012
Do you ever wish for a simpler time?
I wish my kids were this age again.
When waving good-bye just meant, "Hurry home."
But they're all grown up now with their own homes,
their own needs, their own challenges and opportunities.
(And that's as it should be.)
These days I'm watching from behind the gate.
Smiling, as they aim both high and far.
Listening and loving when they fall.
Praying for them, too, as mothers do.
Hoping, cheering, knowing they will rise.
In all ways, always grateful for the view.
Today two of my kids have big things going on.
Just wanted both to know I'm rooting for them...
behind the gate but never far away.