I was invited to attend a graduation ceremony this afternoon. There were seven graduates, dressed in red caps and gowns, with big smiles decorating their beautiful little faces. This graduate said one of the things he liked about nursery school was the puppets (he borrowed them often) and one thing he didn't like was when the girls wouldn't play with the boys. He gave both James and I big hugs and looked very proud to be sitting there with his friends ready to head off to kindergarten in the fall. The teachers both warned us that they might cry and I felt a little bit of that myself. They were saying goodbye to the children they had come to know and love, sending them on to bigger things, and I was too. I'm not really sad, just a little emotional. I've had a wonderful three years with Troy and I will miss him. It's hard to believe he's grown up so fast.
I am a work in the hands of the Master Potter. I pray that His fingerprints are all over me as I walk through this life. This is my journey. Thank you, Jesus, for not giving up on me.
I am mom to seven beautiful grown ups and grandma to ten beautiful grandchildren.