Our family reached another milestone this week. Well, actually, two.
I’ve wanted to share about it, but days have a way of slipping by…
On Sunday, our oldest daughter was baptized.
There’s nothing quite like that experience. Hearing her vow to follow God. There truly is no greater joy than seeing one’s children make that decision.
We so greatly appreciated the support of friends and family that shared the day with us.
And, then the next day, she celebrated another milestone-her Sweet Sixteen!
Unbelievable. Impossible. These and more words flew through my brain.
Sweet girl, how short the time since I first held you in my arms.
Then, when you were a bit bigger, we’d sit and read stories together for hours.
Only a few short years ago that I watched you learn how to ride a bike. Roller blade. Play with your beloved kittens.
It feels like only yesterday that I watched you get on the bus for the very first time. A piece of my heart leaving…
And now, now, you’ve become such a lovely young lady.
Keep following Jesus and living for Him. Put Him first, let His love flow through you and reach others around you.
I will be the first to admit that this thing called parenting and motherhood is hard. This girl and I, we’ve had our share of rough times. Our personalities have a tendency to clash. We’ve had to learn how to forgive and forget. She’s had to be good at forgiving me.
As an oldest child, I’ve always held the belief that the oldest child has the hardest spot in the family. We are the ones depended on to be mature and responsible. The good example.
She has had to be a big sister to three little sisters. The first experience at being a big sister happened before she was even quite two years old. At 3-1/2 years, she had another little sister. And then, just before she turned 6, a third one.
While watching her littlest sister go to the hospital, and then stay for a week, she had to be brave enough to get on the bus and go to school.
Little sisters meant someone watching her every move, questioning everything she did. This is the kind of thing that helps you grow in life. I won’t say she’s always handled it in the right way (who of us could possibly do that?!), but I have seen lots of growth in her life through all of this.
And then, when she told us she gave her heart to Jesus, what a rush of joy and peace!
Now we have other issues to deal with –things like curfew. So many activities to go to. Driver’s Ed. Part-time Job. Spending money. Senior year in high school. And that’s only the beginning!
I will also admit that I dreaded the thought of teaching someone to drive. And then, state law requires they spend 50 hours driving before they can get their license. Because of how this summer has been, this meant that the two of us got to spend quite a bit of time together, driving down the road. After we made it through the initial ‘learning-how-to-drive-period’, I learned to enjoy it. I love spending time with my girls, and consider the opportunity for one-on-one time quite special. Now, all we have left is for her to go and take her test! 🙂
My life is so much richer for having you in it, and I love you dearly.