We’ve had another great week as senior year draws to a close. Band banquet was this week. The 20 seniors were recognized for all their hard work. The band director for hers. We danced, we ate, we cried, we took pictures. It was so bittersweet. On the home front, I am trying to get the house ready for company and summer. Painting porches, mulching flower beds, cleaning house, washing clothes, cleaning bedrooms… Ah, the life of a mom. The sad thing is, I love every minute of it, and I am dreading those years between being a mom with children at home and being a grandmother. Not that I am rushing the grandmother stage, but I am not looking forward to the childfree years either. I like being busy with carpools, doctor’s appointments, teacher’s conferences, sleepovers. It’s how I have defined myself for the last 20 years. Now I am having to redefine who I am and I am not sure I like that so much. Sure I like that I have some free time to do the things I like to do. But figuring out what those things are isn’t easy. Sure I like that I have some time to spend with my husband is nice, but having some money to spend while we do it would be nice too. 😉
Senior year seems to make everyone reflect on their lives. Where you’ve been, where you’re headed. Where we’ve been for the last 13 years was perfect. We’ve lived a good life. Where we’re headed I hope will be as good. I trust that it will be. We have a great outlook on life. We trust that the Lord will provide and our children are hard workers. Yup, there’s been a mountain of tears in the last week. Tears of joy. Because baby #2 is finding her way in the world and I think she’s going to do just fine. Her brother can hardly wait to show her around.