Grey is my mood as I pack up all my baby clothes and pass them on. Time for a new chapter. Blessings in every one. But i am taking this time for mourning.
Reinventing myself again, as my kids aren't babies and need me in different ways every day. Oh how I love and cherish them.
I watched my searcher go dark this last week. Makes me sad; she fights so hard. When will she find peace?!
My soft soul is searching. She is feeling numb; but it'll pass. Seeing her smile makes my day.
My middles are wrapped up in friends, Sleepovers and in constant search for the newest cool thing:)
Baby isn't a baby; he keeps up with them all.
I sit back and watch; glad they are strong and independent. Sad, I'm changing roles a bit.
Still working to ease the ache in my soul. I wish I could end it. I don't think it is reciprocated. And I feel foolish taking so long to heal. Maybe some aches just don't go away. Like the loss of a loved one or the one who got away or deep betrayal. Who knows.
Beloveds, tell me, do you ache?? Do these transitions sting even some???
Life is constant change. Once I learned to accept that life got easier. I treasured each and every moment with my girls as I do now with them and the grands. There was a sense of loss within me though with each step they took forward to independence. I remember I once wrote a story about folding Keely's laundry and putting it on the dining room table, wondering how many more times I would do that before she moved away. It never gets easier. But that's ok because memories are locked away in my heart. Just treasure each and every moment as your kids move through life. And no matter what else just keep loving them with all that is in you. That is what they will always remember.
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