Progress is strange because you don’t really realize it's happening until suddenly…it has happened.
This past year has been a year of unbelievable growth in our family. It’s so easy to focus on the goals ahead and worry about the what-ifs and the future, but once in a while the progress hits me and I am amazed. I’m proud. I’m crying. I’m confident in continuing our journey toward whatever comes next. On Tuesday both of my older kids had appointments at the same time and I waited in the hallway. I stoped and realized how unbelievable it was that I waited in the hallway. This was such immense progress from where we’ve come. I took a picture of the 2 closed doors, each one with one of my kids behind it, and I sent it to my husband. And I sat and choked back tears.
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3/30/2023 04:14:21 pm
It is vague, but it sounds profound. Whatever it is, I am so glad you were able to celebrate and see progress. I hope you do come back to this message, read it, and breathe in this feeling again.
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Your ending: "I took a picture of the 2 closed doors, each one with one of my kids behind it, and I sent it to my husband. And I sat and choked back tears." is so beautiful. That's a really profound symbol of children growing--in so many ways I love your opening sentence, too--it's so true!
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