Sunday, February 11, 2007
Battlescars of Courage
My daughter, Sarah, was given the Courage Award by Faith Lifts. You can go here to read her interview.
Sarah and I routinely chat on the phone several times a week; sometimes she'll tell me what's going on in the house, what was recently flushed, who's fussing, funny stories, etc. Then I read of it on her blog, and it takes on a different dimension. When we talk, she's just my little girl, all grown up. She told me she was being inteviewed, I told her I was proud, I told her Dad, so he could be proud. I anxiously waited for it to appear, and when it did, I went over and read the interview. Then it happened, again. I read of the loneliness, struggles, depths of despair she experienced. In her written words, it went deeper. This was not just some young woman who deserves admiration, it was my kid. In the new re-realization of what she and Chris went through, I was so swept away, I forgot to tell all of you about it.
She's all grown up, and she's grown into one heck of a mom. I've loved her with a mother's love since the moment I knew she existed. Even when she was 11-15 years old and it wasn't so much fun. But when I read something like this interview, it takes me to places she and I don't speak of. It hurts both of us too much. It's still too recent. Most of you are encouraged to read of her journey, how she was able to persevere, push on, overcome, grow. I'm thankful for that. That God makes beauty from ashes...
I know God's in the business of character development. But when I read these posts, by my daughter, my little girl, I just want to go back to a day when she wore fat braids, tied with ribbons and the business of a summer day was picking dandelions, to watch the puff balls float through the air.
So I forgot to tell you all to go read this interview, by a young mother who was/is courageous. It's worth reading; it just goes deeper than that with me. If you're an older mom, it's likely you'll completely understand what I'm saying here. If you are a young mom, still beginning your journey, I'm confident thirty years down the road, you will understand it better than you do today. There are many, many of you, like my daughter Sarah; I know you understand it a bit better than you should, and you have the battlescars to show for it.
Sarah and I routinely chat on the phone several times a week; sometimes she'll tell me what's going on in the house, what was recently flushed, who's fussing, funny stories, etc. Then I read of it on her blog, and it takes on a different dimension. When we talk, she's just my little girl, all grown up. She told me she was being inteviewed, I told her I was proud, I told her Dad, so he could be proud. I anxiously waited for it to appear, and when it did, I went over and read the interview. Then it happened, again. I read of the loneliness, struggles, depths of despair she experienced. In her written words, it went deeper. This was not just some young woman who deserves admiration, it was my kid. In the new re-realization of what she and Chris went through, I was so swept away, I forgot to tell all of you about it.
She's all grown up, and she's grown into one heck of a mom. I've loved her with a mother's love since the moment I knew she existed. Even when she was 11-15 years old and it wasn't so much fun. But when I read something like this interview, it takes me to places she and I don't speak of. It hurts both of us too much. It's still too recent. Most of you are encouraged to read of her journey, how she was able to persevere, push on, overcome, grow. I'm thankful for that. That God makes beauty from ashes...
I know God's in the business of character development. But when I read these posts, by my daughter, my little girl, I just want to go back to a day when she wore fat braids, tied with ribbons and the business of a summer day was picking dandelions, to watch the puff balls float through the air.
So I forgot to tell you all to go read this interview, by a young mother who was/is courageous. It's worth reading; it just goes deeper than that with me. If you're an older mom, it's likely you'll completely understand what I'm saying here. If you are a young mom, still beginning your journey, I'm confident thirty years down the road, you will understand it better than you do today. There are many, many of you, like my daughter Sarah; I know you understand it a bit better than you should, and you have the battlescars to show for it.
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