On to the Sidelines!
This is the last Easter I have a son living at home. In two short weeks, Daniel will be married, and the whole beautiful time of raising children will be past tense for my husband and I.
I loved every minute of raising my children. What a privilege to have five amazing children I have been able to raise and send off as arrows in the hand of a mighty warrior! Seeing the life partners each of them has chosen, and seeing what they are doing with their lives and in the world is nothing short of amazing.
But I feel as if I am being asked to move off the field and onto the bleachers. And for someone who loves the game it is really a more difficult thing to do: watch instead of being right there in the center of the action!
For those we are sending off, be patient with us if we get a little too enthusiastic from the sidelines sometimes! I know it was difficult for my brothers when my dad would whip out the army horn every time they did anything right! haha! We may stand up and cheer too much. We may even argue with the referee if we don't like the calls and try to intervene for you! We may run onto the field too early if we think you are hurt -- even if you only skinned your knee -- and embarrass you! But know that all these things only show how much we are passionately involved in the game and how much we enjoyed it when we were on the field. And please please please keep giving us front row seats... we could never stand being anywhere else!
