There are season of the year and seasons of life.
Being transformed from a young professional to a mother . . .
The wonder of motherhood and being stretched in mind and body.
So quickly the days scurry by with play groups, preschool and kindergarten. The joy and fatigue of running with young children.
Like a hurricane unexpected and unwanted illness blows into our life. A year plus of chemo . . . then all attention focused on bone marrow transplant and hope is on a roller coaster.
I enter a season of grief.
Pregnant again and almost 40.
Moving forward with new life. I treasure another season of nurture.This time neighbor children playing at our home and once again volunteering at the local elementary school.
Now an older parent. The boyfriends and girlfriends have come to our home.Late night discussions about friends, books, viewpoints . . .
Weddings and son-in-laws . . . and then a daughter-in-law. We are so blessed with our expanding family.
Every season of life is better with faith in God.
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