He saunters off, hat on backwards and backpack slung over his shoulder. As I watch him go I realize a large part of my heart is walking away with him. My 6'3" son, my baby, started his second semester of college this morning. I'm really not sure yet how I feel about it all. Yes, I know we raise them for this moment, but I'm still trying to figure out how we got from birth to this point so quickly. Where did the time go? Being in the middle of diapers, discipline, temper tantrums and the chaos of little ones, you think these days will never come...but they do. One day you turn around and there in place of your little boy stands a man ready to face the world.
And so with a hug and a lot of prayer I let go...just a little. So very thankful that when we let go of them, God never will. He's got this.