Yesterday we went walking at Dillon Nature Center. At various times, Lincoln would run ahead or veer onto a side path to explore, walking or running on until I would call to him to pause and wait for me to catch up. As I looked back at this picture, I realized that it was yet another preview of what is to come. My boys will grow older, get bigger, venture farther and farther away from my arms. Yes, they'll come back, but all too soon they will run out again to new adventures, returning less and less often. This is what we do, mamas and daddies. We prepare our babies to leave us. And one day, ready or not, they will. Yesterday was not that day. Not yet. We have some years still. But yesterday was an important reminder that my job is to hold them loosely, gently, to help them figure out who they are, to prepare them to make their own good choices, to teach them the importance of being kind to others, to make their own way in this world. Someday, they get to keep going. My hope and my prayer is that they choose the path that is right for them as they go out from here.
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