Coming into your own....
Remember when that sounded good? When we thought there could be nothing better in the world than that feeling of "I've finally made it"? Well, from this side it is painful...the ache inside of a mother being forced to cut one more string...just that much closer to letting go.
My ballerina left for youth camp today. The weather was fitting. It poured buckets all day. I'm sad to see her getting this old, but I'm excited for the spiritual experience that I know awaits her in the coming week. I'm also worried...what mother wouldn't be? She is staying in a cabin with 39 other raving teenagers. She is staying in one giant room with 26, yes 26 other girls. That's a lot of hormones, people! She is sooo sensitive that she is bound to get her feelings stepped on this week, and a little humbled as well. I know that in a way this is needed...like pruning back a beautiful bush so that it may flower out 10 fold and grow even lovelier. That doesn't make it any easier to think about. Oh, please pray for her, friends...keep praying.
Anyway...being the mother I am, I, of course, photographed the entire grand exit. :0)
I just knew you would want to share in it.....
Linda and Cheryl are frantically checking paperwork and insurances to make sure they haven't missed anyone. Linda is a bit like me....last minute moments!
The Ballerina and friend 'H'
Ahh, the gang. From left, S, the ballerina, the "man", and T
Buds for the Week
There goes the luggage....we're hoping to keep it MOSTLY dry!
See? Such great teamwork!
Remember those long bus rides? That's one thing I don't miss!
Going.......
Going.......
Gone
2 comments:
Hi Jerri! You probably don't remember me from Rogers NWACHEA. I am AshLynn's mom. She was in the preschool class with your youngest. Jaselyn, I think? I know I probably spelled that wrong. You can check out my blog at homeschoolblogger.com/jess
Nice to see that you are doing well, I miss talking to you--Jessica
This is just one small step....
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