21 years of motherhood

I don't think it's hit me yet, this milestone I am fast approaching. I'm sure it will soon sink in and I'll come to the realization that I have seen an entire childhood unfold before me, a life for which I was responsible.

Thinking back on the excitement, apprehension, fear and wonder I felt 21 years ago, I realize I had no clue what an amazing journey I was about to experience. My life, and the life I carried inside of me would begin to unfold gloriously.

How did I become so blessed? Why? To hold this amazing child that God created, was the most humbling experience of my life. Yet to see him, now a man, grown into a form that is established, humbles me even more. No longer is it ten tiny fingers and ten tiny toes, but a full grown form of a man that can hold on and can carry himself wherever he pleases, wherever the Lord leads. No longer does he need my comfort, nor my arms to hold him, but I trust that he will rely on the comfort of the Holy Spirit and would seek refuge in the secret place of the Most High.

My children will ALWAYS be mine, my babies, but this is a milestone I've reached and in a sense my job here is done. I can only hope that he chooses to let me in. That he continues to seek my advice, my guidance. But it's up to him. I'm here and I will always be.