P.T. walked in the house the other day with these sunglasses on, just like this was her normal routine. She had Jenna Dear and I cracking up...lol
The house is silent this morning, Dan went to work for a Retirement Party for one of his employees. Jenna is at school handing in her final paper. The silence hits me... and I burst into tears for just a second. I have been so happy for Jenna Dear and all that is going on in her life, that my emotions of her leaving have been apparently hiding just under the surface. They just revealed themselves in an unexpected flash. Wow...I hope this will not be a sad season for me. She has left before, I can do this. Good things are happening and I have so much to be thankful for.
Looks like I will be camping in Philippians 4 for a bit :]
Php 4:11 Actually, I don't have a sense of needing anything personally. I've learned by now to be quite content whatever my circumstances.
Php 4:12 I'm just as happy with little as with much, with much as with little. I've found the recipe for being happy whether full or hungry, hands full or hands empty.
Php 4:13 Whatever I have, wherever I am, I can make it through anything in the One who makes me who I am.
Even with my hands feeling empty Lord, let me find my contentment in You!
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Oh she is just too much. We both think that she's the cutest child.
Hang in there, my friend. Gentle hugs, the love of God, some chocolate, a glass of wine, your friends, family, and your beloved will all help get you through. I'm thinking that you're having a bit of a rougher time this time knowing full well what it's like not having your Jenna around.
I will be praying for you. Jenna is doing great and doing a wonderful thing for you to be proud of, but you are her mother and it still hurts to think about her going away for a while. You are a sweetheart and it's okay to have a mini-meltdown. Crying helps us get some of that emotion out on the surface. We don't always have to show we are so strong. I wish I were there to give you a big hug!
Hugs and prayers are very much being received...thank you ladies!
Many of my friends have been asking me how I was doing. And I thought great till my little moment today.
I have a very good friend coming to visit the week after Jenna Dear leaves who has just recently seen her one and only daughter off just a few weeks ago. We have all sorts of fun things planned, and I know it will be great therapy for the both of us.
Interestingly enough when I invited her to come over, I thought it would be a good visit to encourage her. Now it looks like God is going to get double duty out of this visit for sure!!!!!! God is so good, He knows our needs before we even know them.
My heart's right with you on the same page, and my daughter is only away for a few days. Why does the house seem so silent and empty when they are gone? But Puddin Toes is excellent consolation...what a sweetie in her rockstar sunglasses. Its a season of change and growth for Jenna and so exciting for her, but a mom is forever a mom....
Puddin Toes gets cuter with every picture. She's getting so big.
Hang in there my friend - transitions are not easy. He will see you through.
It must be especially difficult to see a daughter leave the nest, or so I imagine. I missed out on the blessings of daughters. I'm so glad your good friend is coming for a visit and you will have someone to share this with who also understands so well what you are going through.
Little Puddin Toes is so very cute! She's a beauty.
That picture is enough to make you smile.
Life's about changin~ nothing ever stays the same.
God is Good!
Very cute picture! Brighter days will come again. Hang in there.
Don't worry. Lucky and I will lend you Tabitha anytime you want!!!
What a darling rock star. Where did you ever find those precious glasses. What a photograph.
Sam
Puddin Toes as cute as always.
A difficult time for you I know having been there, but how proud you must be of Jenna at the same time. Don't be condemned b y the tears, often very healthy to let out.
An award for you my dear on my blog.
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