...I never looked forward to carrying a sleeping child from the car to her bed.
...I never used my own spit to clean someone else's cheek.
...I never knew that I had a magical power to heal an owie.
...I never knew that a green crayon in the dryer could do so much damage.
...I never took so much pleasure watching someone sleep.
...I never understood that spilt milk really wasn't a bad thing after all.
...I never hurt when someone else got a shot.
...I never had SO much fun singing I'm a Little Tea Pot.
...I never thought bronzed baby shoes were adorable and worth having.
...I never really liked teenagers as much as I do now.
...I never regularly feared for my life as a passenger in a car.
...I never understood the Lord's love for His own children.
...I never thought I was really capable of laying down my life for another person.
This child made me a mother. It's just a bit different from the others. It's special that way.
And now it's finally started... she's started the journey of leaving.
She's applying to two in-state universities this week. Stretching those wings we've groomed for nearly 18 years now, and testing them out.
I pray we've given her strong wings, firm roots, and a zest for life.
I pray we've shown her the love of the Lord. And the ability to see her own ordinary miracles all around her.
She's leaving soon.
I'm not sure I'll be the same.
She'll come back, right?