Bittersweet is the title of this stage in my growth as a
I am Home Base.
"Where we love is home, home that our feet may leave, but not our hearts." -Oliver Wendell Holmes
My people are boomerangs. I am a rubber band.
"They might not need me but they might/I'll let my head be just in sight/A smile as small as mine may be
precisely their necessity"- Emily Dickenson
Currently, only one of the seven who hold my heart is home.
My earthly provider is away at work far from home. Loving from a great distance.
My fisherman-child is on the cusp of turning 16, already a working man. Maturing. Walking through realities in life. Learning. Changing. Stretched.
My second born almost-14-year-old (center) is away this week at camp with his youth group. Experiencing Jesus in a new way.
My girl is growing up too fast. Anna spent the night with her girl-cousins at Grandma's house last night. Her happy heart has experienced unfamiliar and unsettling life-stuff recently. I have ached for her.
Jesus, Ever Faithful, walks with us just as He promises.
"Making the decision to have a child is momentous. It is to decide forever to have your heart go walking around outside your body." Elizabeth Stone
Two sisters are a world away. I struggle, challenged to refuse to protect my own vulnerability and open up to heart throbs.
Anything could happen.
None of this is in my control.
I am hopeful that one day soon, I will once again be Mom. Mommy. And Mama.