How incredibly crazy it is to look back at my life as a mom and feel so blessed and grateful to have had the opportunity and flexibility to have predominantly stayed home and raised my boys.
A total dream come true to have three boys:
My Joy, the oldest boy who made me a mom who was my only one for five years. Our bond is unbreakable.
My Miracle, the one we prayed for after almost three years of heartache and loss through four miscarriages. His miraculous life amazes me.
My Bonus, the one who God surprised us with. I believe with my whole heart that God said, “Amy, you’ve prayed so long, I’m not going to just give you one more child, I’m going to give you two” (and he was born 10 months and three weeks after our middle).
And in May 2023, these three boys who gave me life, purpose, laughter, and all the things for over 24 years …. it all changed quickly with the high school graduation of the youngest.
I oozed with pride watching him walk across that stage just like I did in 2018 and 2022. I cried bittersweet tears.
And in a few short months, he would be off to college too.
I needed time to slow. I needed to catch my breath. I needed sleep from the exhaustion of all the conflicting emotions.
But for a moment, all I could be, was giddily proud of what he had accomplished and who he was going to become.
Nothing prepares you for this new season. And in the blink of an eye, I was not ready to turn the page and close a chapter I did not want to leave.
But life and time don’t care.
They turned the page for me.
Just Amy 