It's here...we've made it. And when I say "we", I mean all five of us. For my husband, this has been the most challenging year he's had in a very long time. This year's freshmen class is going to be notorious by the time they graduate...and somehow I suspect many of them won't. They've been legendary, and Andrew is fine with seeing them move on.
I know that every year I am ready to put away the book bags and lunch packs to where I can't see them. Our summer is full of twice daily swim practices, cross country warm-ups and camp, tennis practices (Thomas is trying something new), band practices, Vacation Bible School responsibilities, Robert's job, doctor and rehab appointments, etc., etc. I just feel like everyone is a little less stressed. The behaviors I have seen in my kids this year have astounded me and I've never felt so lost in my entire life...and scared as well. The influences on my children outside of our home are very prevalent, and I'm not sure they are at all positive. I'm sure some are, but way too many are not.
Right now I'm trying to enjoy a few quiet moments before I have to go to work and then start driving everyone around. I'm so grateful to be their mother, but there are certainly days where I wonder if I haven't just messed up completely somewhere. I'm sure I've had mess-ups, but I HOPE it isn't completely. This summer my prayers will be for peace, kindness, and respect not just in our home, but in our world.
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