Formations 9: My World

“Behold, children are a heritage from the Lord.” Psalms 127:3

I had the privilege to raise two extraordinary children. My son’s and daughter’s births transformed my life. I instantly felt the weight of how my parenting would shape these unique individuals into adults. At the same time, my heart was completely captured by everything they did, from the little hiccups to the simple act of breathing. Eighteen years flew by: we read, explored, learned, cried, laughed, grew, and most importantly, prayed together. Sometimes, I shed tears of frustration because I wasn’t getting it right. Sometimes it was tears of pride when I saw them take independent steps. Sometimes, it was laughter at their precociousness, and other times, it was prayers asking God for guidance. Soon, these two individuals entered adulthood, making important decisions where, sometimes, they still needed me.

It has been eight and nine years since they both became adults. In very early adulthood, one met his future spouse, and the other fell in love with a best friend who had been by her side for several years. Quickly, my heart swelled open again to welcome these two people into my family. We continue to read, explore, learn, cry, laugh, grow, and pray for one another. Sometimes, I read the cards they send me, laugh hard when we are playing Canasta, explore new cities and parks, and continue to pray for wisdom and guidance as I navigate my new role.

I can’t imagine my life without these four adults by my side. I am also indebted to the little ones and the promise of more little ones in the future that they add to my life.