How do I describe my hardest day?
I can’t even write without the tears flowing from my red, puffy eyes. My baby girl is moving away, to go to college. I’m so proud and excited for her, but I feel like my heart is breaking, at the same time.
I remember the day she was born, like it was yesterday. I know it sounds cliche but it’s so true. I have 5 children (you all know that). I have 5 boys and 1 girl. She’s 4 out of the 5. So for a long time she was my baby, she’ll always be my hunny bunny.
I cried when everyone of the boys left, except Travis he’s only 8 years old. He’ll probably be with us, as long as, possible. Anyway, every time one of them leave the whole dynamic of the house changes.
Raymond made the home alive with music. Jason was my pillar of strength. Billy is my confidant. And Katie she is me. We did everything together. She went through so much, having surgery for scoliosis and hip surgery. She has my sense of humor, my sassiness. I know she is really her own person; she is definitely more independent and strong than I was, at her age.
How do I say goodbye? How do I go on? I feel so lost. I know that God is always with me. He is my rock, my hiding place. I know that it was such a great honor, God gave me. For such short a time. He gave me these wonderful, beautiful little people. To raise and to teach. I always knew they were His, and He was trusting me with them. What a great honor!
Now, I have to let them go. Into the world, to become the people they were meant to be. Thank you Lord for such a great honor. Please help me, as I let them go.