It dawned on me the other day, during a conversation with my eldest nephew, how quickly time flies. We were discussing his upcoming high school graduation, and all of a sudden, memories of him as a little kid hit me like a fist in my stomach. His cheesy little grin, chasing after my mom's chickens to try (and usually succeed) at catching one, and now he's grown; a young adult about to find his own way in this big, old world.
It literally brings tears to my eyes to think about all of my "kiddos"... they are all growing into such amazing individuals. In another year or so, my eldest niece will graduate. I knew it was going to happen eventually, but how is it that the time has already come?
I get excited at the thought of what they will all become, how God might use them, the lives they will touch, how proud I am of every single one of them. While I am terribly sad that most of them are now too big to sit in my lap, I can't wait to see what the future holds for them all.
It literally brings tears to my eyes to think about all of my "kiddos"... they are all growing into such amazing individuals. In another year or so, my eldest niece will graduate. I knew it was going to happen eventually, but how is it that the time has already come?
I get excited at the thought of what they will all become, how God might use them, the lives they will touch, how proud I am of every single one of them. While I am terribly sad that most of them are now too big to sit in my lap, I can't wait to see what the future holds for them all.
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