Sigh. Our Memphis trip is over; life is back to the somewhat normal of our routine. I've had nostalgic moments running through my mind. I'm not thinking, "where did the time go?" kinds of thoughts. When my son was small, I remember reading Erma Bombeck's quote about if she had life to do over, she would laugh more and scold less, say yes more than no, among other "Bombeck-isms" in her own unique style. I took these suggestions to heart.
I hope my son remembers the fun.
I hope he remembers the laughter.
I hope he remembers me praying for him.
I asked myself, why was I so worried about how he would turn out?
All through his later years of high school, he got himself up and out of the house, without my assistance.
He waited until he was 18 (not legal age of 16) to get his driver's license and immediately drove an hour to see his then-girlfriend --all on major highways.
He did all the applications and financial aid to change colleges after 1 semester at the local community college.
Two years later he did the same to attend a college more suited to his passion for music. He got an e-mail on Wednesday, stating his application and financial aid were approved. Move-in day was Saturday. He packed up his car and drove, sight unseen, from Pennsylvania to Tennessee, with a GPS and our blessing.
He graduated last month from that college, with honors.
Really? I was worried about this kid?
"Train a child in the way he should go, and when he is old he will not turn from it." Proverbs 22:6 (NIV)
Thank You Jesus.