Every Friday we unite for five minutes to write on one word. Only five minutes, that's all we get, that's all we have. And then, right where we are, no edits or second-thoughts, we publish those words. This week, we write on change.
Go.
It's what I struggle with the most.
Change.
Letting go of the moment and enjoying the one I am in.
Enjoying the milestones.
Enjoying the change in you.
Because with every moment of change,
it is letting something go,
letting you go a little more.
I have always struggled with it,
and, no matter what,
I will continue to struggle with it all.
It doesn't mean I am not proud or excited for you,
it just means that a new beginning also means an end.
And, especially now, this moment,
with school right around the corner for the baby I just brought home yesterday,
and a two year old that is moving at the speed of light,
change, it's only getting harder for me.
But, just because I have to in order to survive,
you both have taught me that I have no choice but to move along with you.
I have no choice but to keep pushing forward and move forward.
Because, no matter what, you are pushing ahead.
And, there is so much change coming our way.
So many parts of our little world, our little family are going to look so very different.
So very different.
I will work with you all on this.
I will push through my fears and my sadness and join you in all of your changes.
I will change with you all.
With love,
mom.
Stop.
i love this sabrina:) it describes so many parts of change. the fear, the fact that others change along with us, and also the sadness. beautiful:)
Thank you! Kids force you to move move move!
"I will work with you" "I will change with you" - love those sentiments. Truly this happens whether we choose to or not. May your changes and theirs be a beautiful chord threaded with grace. Blessings!
This brought back so many memories of "milestones" in my life as a mother. Thanks for sharing.
It's amazing how many transitions there are with parenting.
[…] Change is difficult for some of us. Being at a crossroad, that doesn't feel good. And for a while, I felt so lost? What journey am I on, who's journey am I on? What path do I take, what is my next turn? And once all of the pieces start to fall into place, and excitement of the new and possibilities start to build, and fire, a hum, comes back... then I know and I am all in. However, every step I take in that direction, every turn I make, I question myself again and again. I have self doubt take over for a while and wash over me. And the advice I receive, all worries me too, because I am a worrier, and there is so much at stake with every decision. Very little is about just me, almost all things I touch effects us all. […]