We are spending some time with family this weekend. My husband and I never had children, but we have several nieces and nephews. They are at that point of being young adults. I can finally see that the most difficult part of being a parent is just letting go. When I talk to my nieces and nephews, I want so much to just grab them by the shoulders, shake them, and scream telling them that they are doing it wrong and explain life to them. And yet, I know that isn’t what God would do. I know it would be controlling. I know it wouldn’t make any difference. They need to live their own lives and make their own mistakes. I don’t know how parents do it every day. I don’t know how God does it. Thank God gave me the serenity and the blessing to not be anything more than a fur mom.
My faith saved me. May God’s peace reside in all of our hearts.
