It’s overwhelming for me to think about a legacy left behind. I’d rather leave behind a soundtrack. Like a mixed tape of my life. The soundtrack to our life with three teenagers and their schedules would give you an eye twitch. And I know we are not the only ones.
The soundtrack of parenthood is a real doozy. “I’ll love you forever” lullabies, the soft hymns of rocking those babies, the Barney song and Bob the Builder tied in with a little Mickey Mouse Clubhouse. Then comes the BeeBoop Disney Channel of pre-teens, only to ramp up to lyrics and beats that began the eye twitch. Although, sometimes when they are sleeping, I’ll sneak in, crawl across their floor and still hear the tune “As long as I’m living, my baby you’ll be.” playing softly.
The days are long and the years are short when your children are in the toddler/younger years. In the teenage years, the days are brief and the years literally evaporate. I’m not kidding when I tell you that one morning you are dropping your darling freshman off for early morning football practice before the sun rises, and the next second you are taking pictures of him walking the stage at graduation. Brace yourself momma, this is truth. All the years of their youth are to be cherished. Not all stages are enjoyable, but cherish the lesson – thus the moment. We are so lucky to have them.
