She was home again. My daughter. My “I’m a freshman in college” daughter. Who is more woman than girl now. Who is more reflective and forward looking now.
This is new territory for me. Territory I knew was coming, yet as with any challenging journey no matter how well prepared one thinks one is…there are surprises along the way.
“Mom…I am so happy. I love my friends and miss them so, so much when we are apart.” Smiling at that proclamation I silently wonder, has she said that to her friends about me? Probably not as often as I’d suppose.
But that’s ok. That means I have done my job of mothering and preparing well.
I am propelled back to the three-year-old daughter, being dropped off in a new church classroom, the easy way she hugged me goodbye and bravely walked into a new room, not knowing a soul. She moved forward into that new territory bravely, I wondered why she forged on without even a glance backward.
Then, and now, I know it is because she is content wherever she is because she knows she is not alone. She has been taught that. By her father and me.
I hear her in her room when she chats with her Heavenly Father; I have seen journal entries she has chosen to share. I have seen serenity, peace and tranquility revealed when she puts pencil to sketch pad.
Still…there is that part of me that wants to hold on to the girl I was given and keep her all to myself.
Oh what must my Heavenly Father have in store for this amazing daughter of mine? I pray He gives me the ability to face her future with as much grace and strength as she possesses.
A contented smile grows in gratefulness for the gift of motherhood and the well worn leather map that I use to chart the course each day – His word. Without it I’d be lost and lonely.