When Seasons Change...

I'm joining The Gypsy Mama for another 5 Minute Friday.  She says "Got five minutes? Let’s write. Let’s write in shades of real and brave and unscripted. Let’s just write and not worry if it’s just right or not."

Scribbling out "When Seasons Change" today...

I stand and watch him from the back window.  Slowly he walks toward me, long lanky limbs stepping surely home.

We are in the middle of the change now.  The seasons have turned for our son, our oldest... a man emerging from the soft roundness of the baby we adored.

We watch in wonder as God reveals the man He is making from such tender beginnings.  The spring of his life was filled with closeness, quietness, caution.  Chubby hands grabbing mine, never wandering far.

And now, as he transitions to summer, the strength that wells up in him takes my breath away.  I defer to his strong hands daily for work around the farm.  I hear the strength in his voice when he talks about what he believes.

Yes, I confess, in moments I mourn the soft snuggles, the you-are-my-favorite-person-in-the-whole-world vows. But watching the birth of this man brings me such joy and hope.

"... in quietness and trust is your strength ..." 
~ Isaiah 30:15 ~

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Until next time... seek joy in your journey, friends...


  1. Patti, that was so touching to read. Sometimes it feels as a mom of younger ones that they are going to stay small forever. I have a 10 year old, a 6 year old and a baby on the way. Reading your post today reminds me to savor each childhood moment with them ... even the frustrating one, because one day I will fondly long for them.

  2. What a sweet, sweet post. One of the pictures I carry in my heart of your man-boy is of him, just able to sit gazing up at my now-man practicing his violin. He was rapt. These days of watching our boys transition to men are so, so dear.

  3. Janine, it is so true. The moments fly. People told me all the time when he was that chubby baby "These years go so fast!" I was tired and didn't really believe them! LOL! But here we are. And while it is somewhat bittersweet, the sweet part is very much there. I am awed by and delight in the young man our son is becoming. God is so good... children can be a joy at every age. It just changes how.

  4. Sandy, I remember those days so well. And now my baby has become a young man and your young man has become a father. And still joy. As my sweet husband wrote in a song... "And the circle it keeps on turning..."


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