I know, i know it's not like they are climbing into a car and driving away at 17 and 15. But this moment, the one above, kind of stung. It stung in this chamber of my heart that I protect very carefully. The chamber is, "i am raising them to let them go!" That day is not today, or tomorrow, but THAT day is assuredly coming. The pitter patter of their feet will someday no longer be heard in the halls of my home. Their giggles and curls will turn into laughs of grown women and the locks of the pursued. And that picture, the one above proves that they are growing. despite my best efforts. And just for moment I fell to pieces.
~s
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