Some 23 years ago, I was blessed to have my son, Taron. There have been days where I wanted to scream, cry, laugh, and shout. There have been days that I did all 4 at the same time. Then there are days like today that make me smile from the heart. Those days far outweigh the days when I looked at him and wondered "What in the world are you thinking?".
What I've learned in the last 2 years is that as he grows into the man he is destined to be, I have to let go and trust the process. I understand trusting the process for me, but when it comes to my kid, I want nothing and no one to hurt him. Lord, help you if you even think on it. I am the momma bear. And, I don't mind saying so.
However, the momma bear also realizes that the baby cub is no longer a cub but a man in his own right. This has been the battle for me. Letting go so that he can make his own mistakes. Letting go and knowing that if he scrapes a knee now, its more than a lesson for a period of time but a lesson that can leave an everlasting mark on his world. I don't think any parent wants their child to hurt. Sometimes, we get so use to trying to be the parent, teacher, doctor, lawyer, coach, cheerleader, banker, financial advisor, taxi cab driver, and on and on and on, that we forget that as our children age, they are taught to take on these roles for themselves. But, the value of letting go is realizing that God has it all under control.
Taron made a statement today that it was stated that he had been raised as a gentleman, a good man. I loved this. My heart sang on this as I realized that at least part of what I've given him over the years has stuck to him. He Heard Me!!! YYYEEESSSS!!
Now, I understand how God can celebrate with us and for us when we finally get something. As He is the Father, He understands wanting to guide your child in the right direction and having to let go so that they make the right decision. I get it now God. I'm finding peace in the parenting. Knowing that I'm giving him what has been given to me - a love that passes all understanding. A love that knows no limits that will be there all the time.
Be A Blessing and Not Just Blessed