I used to worry about myself. It was just me, I was all that mattered. What I wanted, what I needed. Yesterday sitting in the lobby of the local DMV, waiting for the youngest as he was off taking his drivers test. All my worry now is for them ~ my sons and their future.
My youngest is confident, he is strong. His strength has been building for years. He watched and observed with a learning eye. He spent these years listening with a questioning ear. Growing taller, growing stronger.
Moments of worry turn into moments of celebrations. All the steps one must take to complete the journey.
What is your next moment to celebrate along this journey?
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