River and Isaiah went with a friend on a 9 hour trip to see my Mom. River is almost 16, Isaiah is almost 14, and they went with an 18 year old friend. So basically a bunch of teenagers. They are all very good kids though, and since my Mom lost her Dad this month, they thought it would be neat to head down and spend Wednesday through Sunday with her. My mom is thrilled.
So when I got up this morning the boys had already left. They wanted to get an early start, so we said all of our goodbyes and gave our warnings to be careful the night before. Boy the house was quieter. Two less boys running around doing their chores, eating their breakfast, and talking about what their plans would be after schoolwork. You'd think I wouldn't notice having 3 still here, or that I would be glad for the peace, but it just made me reflect. What will life be like someday without all of these boys? I will confess....last night after telling the boys goodnight, I was putting Roman down for bed, Dennis was on the computer, and tears began to fall. I was in quiet contemplation with my tears when Den pivoted in his chair and looked at me and asked, "Are you crying?" I smiled, and just as suprised as he, said, "Yes." He warmly smiled at me and said,"Our boys are growing up aren't they?" I just let out a sigh. However he put it into perspective by saying, "This is what we taught them Trina. Enjoy the fruits of our labor." I agreed with a nodd. However, I still thought where does the time go?
One of the reasons for homeschooling our boys is to teach them independence and to have amazing hearts towards the Lord. To show them what real life is all about. I have taught them how to cook( and let me just brag when I say that they can make a MEAN breakfast.) Dennis has given them projects to do so that they can learn, "How things work". We have instilled in them to think of others feelings and to begin seeking the Lord in all that they do. So they decided to go and spend some time with my Mom, and enjoy some other children from our church down there. Somehow though its difficult seeing them begin to set out on their own lives, but I guess thats what being a parent is all about. Instilling values, knowledge, and independence in your children and then hoping and praying to God that they are successful in all that they do. So today I miss them, but I will keep myself busy with my other three boys. I will pray for a safe journey for them, and know that they aren't missing me at all, because they are having a ball.
Wednesday, March 01, 2006
Posted by Trina at 8:15 AM