Mom With an Empty Nest

Reminders of an empty nest...

Reminders of an empty nest…

For a moment…just one moment… I was blue this morning…

Sitting in my pity puddle…chin in hand…whining, “Woe is me…my babies are not home on this Mother’s Day weekend…”

Nest  empty and quiet…

But. Then. My. Heart. Was. Reminded…

of my many sweet friends who buried their babies far too early…

I was ashamed of myself.

of the moms of those five precious Georgia Southern nursing students who have empty arms and freshly broken hearts this weekend…

I was ashamed of myself.

of the moms who live daily with frayed and severed heart strings because (for whatever reason) their children have chosen emotional and physical distance…

AND I was ashamed of myself.

As I walk through the quiet rooms of my house, the tangible reminders that two rambunctious and loving young men grew up within these walls overwhelm me.

Chubby-finger drawn pictures, photographs, love notes, obscure hand-painted clay figures…

Dents in the walls…

Closets containing trophies, ribbons, books, lettermen jackets…

Diplomas…

Yes. Two precocious man-cubs grew and matured in this place called home.

I am grateful.

The very fact they are not with me this weekend is a reminder that Bear and I completed our task…

We raised them.

We raised them…

to be independent and adventurous in their endeavors.

We impressed upon them…

the necessity for a strong work ethic and the need to be the talented young men God designed them to be.

And today…

they are successful in their academic and professional pursuits, living full lives…busy lives.

As a mom, I prayed over, pushed, popped…(uh yep- when needed!), played, preached (heavy groans accompanied by rolling eyes), and pleaded.

More imperfect than perfect, often chaotic, totally exhausting, and at times heartbreaking…Motherhood has defined thirty-one years of my life.

31 years…

And so today, humbly, I offer a prayer of thanks for the two young men, my beautiful daughter-by-another-mother, and my perfect little grand-princess…who have graced my life beyond…anything…I could have ever hoped or prayed for…

God is faithful…in ALL things…especially in motherhood…

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