My firstborn crosses my threshold tomorrow morning, not incoming but Oregon bound.
Back to school..... I miss him already.
He has begun packing and there are many boxes, empty hangers and there will soon be an empty bed.......
No matter how old they are or where in the world they venture, my heart can't help but ache at the thought of not seeing them everyday....A text or a phone call doesn't always reveal what is going on inside them..... Even Skype can mellow their true spirit.....I have always said "I just need to see their face, then I will truly know if they are ok".......
I guess this will always remain true no matter how the time passes....
Today I will savor the last few hours with my firstborn, sharing the excitement with him as he explores his new world.....even if it doesn't include me.....
I will praise God for this amazing being he has gifted to my heart and wear my gratitude with fervor.....
Thanks be to God......
May you continue to keep him close in your arms and knit his heart just beneath Your own, beating life, grace, mercy and love......
My firstborn with his preschool teacher!!!
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