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Yeah. I'm still in shock. My baby has been given permission by the state to learn to drive. I had a dream about this not too long ago. In my dream, I was talking to Danya about learning to drive and for some reason, she was going to learn by driving a pickup truck (we don't have one, so I don't know where that came from). I was talking to my teenager, but then (in my dream) we went out to this truck, and I was placing my baby Danya (she looked like she was about 1) behind the wheel, and crying my eyes out, just worried to death! So, she drove me around some yesterday in a friend's subdivision, and this was only her second time to drive, and I was really trying not to freak. Really. I just kept repeating to myself, "Don't freak out. Don't freak out. Don't freak out." She did quite well, actually, but to look at the young woman next to me who is my height and is the picture of me at that age and think that it was really just a few minutes ago that the doctor said, "It's a girl!" is totally messing with me. It has all just happened so fast. Part of me certainly rejoices, but part of me is like "WAIT A MINUTE!!!!!!!!!!!" I don't think these children really understand how hard it is on us. I mean, my mother walked around using the phrase "bittersweet" all through my high school years, and now I totally understand what she meant. It is just that. I love that she is growing up with her feet firmly planted in the truth of God's Word and I love that she is totally convicted to serve Him and I love how He is giving her so many opportunities to pursue a music career and glorify Jesus with the gifts He gave her. But this letting go stuff, well, that's hard. For me it is. I interviewed Robert Lewis a few months back and he said that as parents we go from Coach to Counselor to Consultant. I'm finding that to be a good way to look at things as I move into the "counselor" stage. But easy it is not. |
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