This will be a week for remembering, and worrying, and scurrying, and hurrying. Steph leaves on Saturday. She may very well never live in my home as "my kid" again. So I've been asking myself all of the questions: Did I teach her all she needs to know? Will she make the right decisions? Will she be safe? Will she have nice, trustworthy roommates? Will her job go well? Will she be happy? ...and on they go. The questions in my brain won't stop. And I am a wreck, and I've not been being Nice Mom lately. I need to relax and have faith. Hmmmm, that's harder than it sounds, but I am trying.
In addition to the impending upheaval here at home there are also some rather important decisions looming elsewhere in my life. But I just need to, again, have faith. I know that everything will turn out as it should, and that we'll all be ok, whatever that means. As I sit here at my computer on a cool September morning, window open, listening to the neighborhood dogs bark their greetings to each other and hearing the marching band rehearsing in the high school stadium down the street, I know that life is good. Life is precious, It is a gift. My wonderful husband is off to work, my beautiful children are sleeping soundly in their beds. Now, Kalani, just have faith that all will be well. It will. I know it. Now, breathe...
"This is my wish for you: Comfort on difficult days, smiles when sadness intrudes, rainbows to follow the clouds, laughter to kiss your lips, sunsets to warm your heart, hugs when spirits sag, beauty for your eyes to see, friendship to brighten your being, faith so you can believe, confidence for when you doubt, courage to know yourself, patience to accept the truth, love to complete your life." —unknown