It's raining, and I can hear it.
Because the house is quiet.
Because the house is empty, save me (and the dog).
Because.....the one we've raised for 18 years lives away now, a two-day-old freshman at a nearby university.
Finding his way.
Because.... our daughter has this very day stepped into the classroom to begin her fall semester of student teaching. This girl who has wanted nothing else but to be a teacher for as long as she can remember, and who was told more than once along the way she'd never make it.
But made it she did.
And away she goes.
Because.....our oldest has found his new digs, and plans are in the making for his move from our home in a couple of weeks. While we don't see him much, it's always nice to know he'll be home at dinnertime and we can catch up on the day.
But we won't be doing that anymore.
The rain is getting louder, and magnifies the silence within.
Children. It hurts to give them birth, and later, selfishly, it hurts to give them wings and to see them fly.
We raise them to be independent, and get mom-miffed when they are.
Ultimately, they are God's children more than they are mine. I give them to Him and His watchcare, as He can be with them everywhere and every time, and I cannot.
I must remember that they are safe in the shelter of His wings.
And that's the best place for them to be.