Change and Sameness

It happened.  It seems unreal but it is true.  He moved out.  Sure, a drive to his apartment is a mere 3 to 5 minutes, but to this momma's heart the move, the change is no less significant. 

Life is different already.  In fact, I woke up to a house with no children in it because the other two stayed with friends last night.  I am happy for them, so grateful for all God has done and is doing in their lives!  But it is different and yet it is the same. 

After a rough first day of school last year, I met with a counselor who explained that I am the constant in the house and the boys are the ones that are changing so much.  As the boys grow, their worlds change while my world kind of stays the same.  When I woke up this morning, my eyes saw the usual sites, my feet walked the same few feet to the same bathroom.  My taste buds enjoyed the leftover pancakes from our final family dinner with all five of us living in this house and the delicious coffee my husband makes for me almost everyday.  I chose my clothes out of the same closet and dresser - the dresser passed down to me from a few generations ago.  So, from the outside everything seems pretty constant for me.  I guess it's the responsibilities, my parenting role with my oldest that has changed.

What do I do with all the advice I have to give him?  What about the things I forgot to tell him?  I'm used to guiding, talking, teaching him about life everyday, thinking of things he needs to know or things he might need to do.  How do I cook for one less person? Plan for one less person?  What will I do with my extra time?  How do I handle all the changes?

It's a bit scary and a bit freeing as well.

So how am I feeling about this life transition?  The truth is I am so ....  well.... grateful and in awe of how God has blessed me and taught me and been patient with me and held me and calmed me and strengthened me and probably laughed at my craziness and loved me and my children so immensely.  I am in awe of God's love for my family and his working in my heart and our hearts for all my life.  And though he said it to the Philippians long ago, I believe with what Paul said in Philippians 1:6 applies to me too: that God will continue to complete what he has started in me - no matter how my relationships change - no matter what my kids do or where they go.  In this thought I have peace.  In this truth my spirit can rest and my arms can release my child to have his own awe inspiring, full, rich life of adventures  -good, bad, ugly, and beautiful.

This boy who left my house yesterday isn't a boy at all.  He is a strong, intelligent, creative, imaginative, God seeking young man.  He is full of life and about to experience so many new things.  He will learn so much more than he ever could at home.  Now I get to sit back and watch, help only when asked or needed, and pray more than ever.