Well, here I am. Just me. The house is quiet. The grocery shopping is done. The house is pretty well picked up. It's weird. I'm so not used to it. I think it will take me a few more weeks to feel like this is normal. I've been doing the kid thing for a long time. It's hard to send your kids off into the world. I worry about them. Are they responsible? Are they happy? Do they feel like they are loved? Do they feel like they could do anything they wanted to? Do they know that I love them? I think all of us Mom's feel like this sometimes. Last night I watched Condelezza Rice speak. She is one of my favorite people. She's remarkable. She mentioned growing up here in Alabama, the segregated South, yet her parents taught her and made her feel like she could become the next President. I think those parents are just as remarkable. It just made me think. How as mother's can we do that? I wish I knew. For know I try.
This morning I got a glimpse into the heart of my littlest. Mornings are hysterical with her, but don't dare laugh. She's serious. So serious about her hair, clothes, make-up, lunch, breakfast, socks, shoes, etc. that all she does is talk all morning. I'm running here and there trying to keep up with other Mom things. So today as she was climbing the stairs she turned to me with a big smile and said, "You know what Mom?" I replied, "What?" Katie said,"You're the next best next to Jesus. Jesus is always with me everywhere I go....." I nodded in affirmation. Then she went on and said, "and you Mom, you've got my back. he he." And off she went.
I'm on this journey for moments like that.
5 comments:
Oh, so precious. Moments like that can keep you going for a long time.
Katie is so cute!!! Thanks for sharing that neat story!
I think you're off to a great year Karen! Katie's comment is the best :)
Hey girl... if you ever need someone to mall walk, or anything else with, let me know.
I love her comment. She is such a sweetie!!
Karen, that comment is absolutely precious! I can so relate to this post. I would probably be knocking on your doorstep everyday if we still lived there. The house is quiet, the car is quiet and I spend the day watching the clock for pickup time. :)
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