They grow up so fast...
How many times do we hear this as moms and blow it off? I have preschool tantrums, school-age drama, and teenage rebellion. Let me tell you, it has not felt like it has gone fast.
Yet, I am preparing to say good-bye to my first born son. My sweet boy with the mop of curly black hair.
In just about six weeks, my son will pledge to the United States Army that he will serve them.
He will leave.
And all I can think of lately is, "How will I say good-bye?"
But...a piece of me will go with him.
This is the most difficult part of being a mother.
The letting go.
Philippians 4:13 tells me, "I can do everything through Him who gives me strength."
Lord, I need your strength...