These last two weeks of school for my son are bringing us so many “lasts” and lots of tears of gratitude. But, in the back of my head I am holding onto the fact that there are so many wonderful “firsts” ahead for us and him. I know that his high school graduation will bring to an end a wonderful time of childhood that we have been given. Ahead lies the chance for him to try his wings.
It is the uncertainty and trust that we have done all we can to prepare them to go. Also, the sense of loss. The true realization that we will have no more children that our time of raising small children is truly over. I have known for awhile we will never have more but it still feels like a gut wrenching loss right now. It is okay but it still is a bit of a mourning period for this time in our lives.
But, I am truly trying to look ever expectantly to the future. The great things that these two were meant to do. Before they were born we prayed that the kids would be an agent of change in our world. We can see that potential in both of them. They have trusted in my for the last 18 and 21 years now it is my turn to trust in them.