There’s something about watching them walk away.
Sometimes when they are in front of me and I catch a glimpse of them from behind, they look so grown up it takes my breath away.
Maybe it’s their confidence in taking the lead that makes them look more mature.
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Maybe it’s the angle or perspective making them look taller.
But I think it’s merely the action of walking away from me.
Their confident stride.
Their grown-up attitude.
Their “I got this mom” swagger.
It reminds me that walking out boldy is actually what I’m raising them to do.
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It reminds me that walking into the world confidently is what we’re working toward.
It reminds me that walking away from me will come all too quickly.
And my breath catches because in their little selves I see a whole glimpse of their future that I pray for and close my eyes against all at the same time.
Sweet babies. Keep walking confidently . . . but hold my hand a while longer.