At this time of my life my family is in a transition. We are you might say growing a bit. My second oldest son, Jacob has a wonderful girlfriend whom we love dearly. She is a gem! My only daughter, Grace is now at that age of dating. In fact she has just recently started dating a young man. A man that we feel is respectful and honoring of God. Someone whom you would, and we have, prayed for to be in your daughters life. And of course there is are youngest son, but he is not in the season of dating yet, thankfully.
With all this said our family is in a transition. We, I should be saying I am, learning to adjust to the added personalities that our in our home. Sometimes it seems easy, and at other times it seems really REALLY hard. You get used to the ones that are around you, and you get comfortable. In my life I have my comfort levels, and people I like to be around. And at times it is hard for me to except others into that bubble of comfort. But I have to make a choice.
It is not easy for anyone, especially a parent, when things change. There is a part of me that wants my kids to stay the same and the dynamics in my home to stay the same. There is a HUGE part of me that misses the days of all day Discovery channel and popcorn. I miss the days of reading Harry Potter till I lost my voice. But life changes. My kids grew up. My kids became adults.
I am trying to make a choice. I am choosing to love my kids where they are at and who they are with. Does it mean I don't agree with them? At times no and I try to express my opinion to them respectfully. My kids, as adults, don't agree with me.
I am making a choice. I am choosing to love my kids where they are at. Does it mean that my life is sunshine, and roses? No. It means I have moments of tears. It means I have moments of laughter. No I don't always agree with the decisions my kids make. But the reality is they are adults, and they are the ones that have to live with their decisions. It sounds callous I know. It sounds mean I know. At some point I have to choice to love my kids for the adults they are mistakes and all.
I am choosing to live my life in the moment and learn from each moment. Living with adult children is hard. It challenges me every day, and with every choice. There are times I look at my kids and I feel like I am looking in the mirror at myself. The choices they make, or the mistakes that happen, each one reminding we are all human. Yet, at other times I look at my kids and see God's glory being revealed in ways I never thought possible. I see them growing and changing as God brings the moments together in their lives to bring Him glory. In the end I am making a choice.
I am choosing to love my kids as God loves them. I am choosing to allow my kids to grow in ways I never knew would happen. I am choosing to let go of my kids and give them to God. Is this easy? By all means no, that is why it is a choice. A conscious effort to allow God to work in their lives, bringing them people, loved ones that will help them grow into the adults God wants them to be.
I miss the days of just my kids. I miss the days of homeschooling, and field trips, and of just being a family. I know those days won't be back. But what I do know is I am choosing to live with my adult children as God created them to be. I am choosing to try and make new memories, new laughter, and new joy.
I am making a choice.