It seems like yesterday that I was a new mother with a toddler and another baby on the way. Now that toddler is a junior in high school, the newest member of the National Honors Society. We have many memories together – many ups and downs, trials and errors. But many happy times and victories, too. I thought of her when I read this post on our sister site, 5 Minutes for Faith, this week.
I tiptoe into to my daughter’s room to check if she’s asleep. It’s been a busy week and she’s had a lot on her plate.
Quietly, I stand next to her bed and look at her–my little girl, asleep, her head resting sideways on her pillow.
My little girl who is not so little anymore.
Slowly, silently, I sit on the edge of her bed and look around her room—at the pictures of her friends on her dresser, at the plaque on her wall that says Chase Your Dreams, at the pile of books on her desk.
I think about her future and how she’ll be in high school next year. I think about how much I want that time in her life to be filled with happiness, good friends, wonderful memories, safety…
I want her to achieve her dreams and goals.
I want things to always be good for her.
“God, help me to parent her well,” I pray.
My eyes sting.
When she was little, parenting was easier. (I used to think it would be easier as she got older, but now I know.)