Before I had kids, I always heard people describe it as having your heart walk outside your chest. I never understood that until I was a Mom... and to be honest... I never fully felt the intense magnitude of those heartbeats until I had teenagers.
These 3 amazing human beings are not children anymore, (as much as I refer to them as my babies). 😬😉 Two of them are driving now, one is considered a legal adult 😱, and the “little one” is taller than me and has a voice that cracks more and more each day. Sometimes when I look at them, I see these babies below. A glance, a mannerism, a childish gesture.... ahh my heart.
Over the last few years, they have walked through experiences where I simply couldn’t just put a bandaid on their knee and make it better. I couldn’t kiss their boo boo and say it’s all ok. That’s HARD. And lately, they’re going through experiences that break their heart. Senior year is shut down, baseball season and the chance to be seen by colleges.. OVER. College acceptance, college rejections. MY HEART is literally beating harder everyday outside my chest. 💔
They’re going through not being able to see their friends, dealing with social media stuff I never dreamt off and trying to decide on their future paths. My heart beats louder. I can’t give them a bowl of Cheerios and say it’s fort food anymore. I can’t distract them with bubbles, or a sand table or a treat.
BUT....... I CAN be there. I CAN listen. I CAN play silly games that they still love. I CAN let them know how much I love them. I CAN pray for them. I CAN have faith that God will walk them through these times when I don’t feel strong enough.
Ahhh my 3 hearts. ❤️❤️❤️. Your beat will change the world. I can’t wait to see the plans God has for you. 🙏🏻