It's official. I'm an emotional hot mess today.
I’m in the last weeks of having a child, however adult, living under my roof. My oldest child is almost thirty-four years old, and these last thirty-four years of mothering have been the sweetest work I've ever done, but they're quickly coming to an end. Oh, I know, once a mother, always a mother, but it won't be the same not having a child living under my roof.
My youngest child, Ashley, is preparing to leave our safe, happy nest in mid-August. She will move to Washington state and live in a 1976 Ford Chateau RV that we're working hard to renovate. My husband and I will drive her, her RV, and her car to Washington, then fly home without her.
finished recovering the cushions for Ashley's little RV couch today. The stress level
is a bit high right now due to her tight finances, my August first book
deadline, and pressing church responsibilities that also need to be done by the
first of August. Add to that the work that needs to be finished on her RV and
our regular life responsibilities and, well, let's say we're all wound a little
|Ashley "sewing" at Grandma's house.|
|Me and my girl|
|Ashley and me at Sea World Tide Pool|
|Ashley, 9 mo. old|
|Silly face on the first day of school|
|High school graduation|
|Celebrating getting her driver's license|
|Ashley as Rose the Fairy at the AZ Renaissance Fair, 2016|
Use your gifts. Love God and live out your faith every day. Stay close to His side and you'll always be at home.
Fly well, baby bird, fly well.