One friend sent their son off to grad school across the country, another is preparing to send their son into the military, another heading off to a long term mission project and many more heading off to college.
These are all good things and part of the growing up and letting go process, but it doesn't make it any easier. We spend our days as moms with our young children preparing them in small steps to enter the big world of adulthood someday. That "someday" comes rather quickly and we wake up and wonder where the time went.
This summer as my husband and I were driving in the car, we were waiting for a text from our son who was leaping out of a perfectly safe plan at the time. It was on his bucket list to skydive with his college buddies. The text came that he was on the ground. Also at the time our daughter was in a foreign country on a mission trip. We hadn't heard from her, but we knew no news was good news. I remember telling my husband that day that it was so much easier when our kids were little and sitting in their car seats behind us.
When they're little, life is full of challenges, but as they grow, so do the depth of the challenges they face. We as mothers have to let them go, watch and pray them through the steps and balance beams of life.
We have raised them to one day leave the nest and fly on their own and when that day comes, we get to watch them soar.
I recently saw a quote that is so appropriate for this post (can't remember who said it). It went something to this affect, a child holds your hand for only a time, but holds your heart forever. How true.