Today as I realize that these children (that the Lord chose to place in my husband's and my care) are grown up, I'm choosing denial. My oldest is 24. My 21 year old is married. My '16 in May' is a young woman. But my 'baby'? Well, my baby is my baby. Sorry sweetie you don't get to grow up. It's your place. Do as you're told!
Blessings, Debbie
what a great photo!
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ReplyDeleteWow! That is an awesome photo! My baby just had her 23rd bday. Time flies way too fast! Enjoy every moment with your beautiful family...they are a gift from God...:)
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xoxo Gloria
Isn't it hard? I addresses this in my "Let's Go Fly a Kite" post...where were the books that told us how to do this? I have four out of the nest, a 15 and 5 year old still here and no the 5 year old can never grow up!
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