I was going through some old journals this week and I came upon an event that happened with my daughters about eight and a half years ago. I guess that would make Marissa 6 and Cambria 9.
I was on the phone with my mom when the girls started distracting me with conversation surrounding a caterpillar they had found. Soon their talking turned to tears as they discussed having to let the little creature go. I excused myself to my mom, explaining the motherly duties I had to attend to. When I walked over to my daughters I found them both sitting on the back porch sobbing uncontrollably as they tried to talk to me. Between the sobs I found out that they were sad that the caterpillar might die if they tried to keep it and yet they were devastated at the thought of letting it go.
I tried to stifle my giggles as I somehow managed to comfort them. I couldn’t help but think how being a mom feels somewhat like the emotions of two little girls having to set a caterpillar free. In my journal I asked God to help me to know how to let Cambria and Marissa go so that they could learn to fly in this world and to become all that He intended them to be.
This week as I’m sending my daughters back to school I am reflecting on moments past and present that require me to let go. I will be posting more on this to come. Hope you will stay tuned.
