I don't hide the fact that JT and I are both divorced from other people, people we have children with. We are a blended family and a multi-racial family and I am proud of both of those things. It instills so much in our children and our families and allows our children to experience different things than others might but alas, this is our first and last spring break as a family.
I have the oldest child, Joel, who will be 15 this year. Since I am divorced from his father, I don't get him next spring break. When my year roles around, my son will be 16 and I can remember spring break at 16. I wanted to spend it in South Padre Island but instead ended up spending it working at the grocery store. Yes, this is our last spring break and our summer has already been cut short since my oldest child is playing high school football next school year. For some reason the smart football coaches in Texas think it's a great idea to have 2 a day practices, in full pads, in the 900 degree heat of August in our great state.
I am torn because it is just another thing I am having to deal with in terms of my baby growing up. Right now it hasn't been hard with Nicholas, the youngest, because I've already been through all of 5 times before. I think we Nick goes to Junior High is when the reality will hit that we no longer have little bity babies but young adults.
Lord, give me the wisdom to know how to respond in a positive way, the strength to deal with it all and thank you for an awesome husband who doesn't mind going and finding the box of tissue when I cry my eyes out behind our bedroom door.