Happy Now

I haven’t written much about Nick’s college application process.  (If you’re following along, you may remember that I committed to pray more and speak (nag, cajole, hound) less.)  It worked. 🙂

Nick submitted applications to three schools in time to meet their early deadlines.  He approached the task with the same calm confidence with which he does most things, wrote killer essays (really, so good!) and commented when he finished that he had thought it was going to be more difficult.

So we have entered into that “almost blissful” part of senior year when there are no immediate decisions to make and it seems like graduation is still a long, long way off. I love picturing his applications “working their magic” in the electronic world of admissions offices across North Carolina.

Every once in awhile, I let myself think about how difficult it will be to not have him around next fall.  I allow a tiny bit of the sadness to creep in for just a small moment.   Nick notices, and asks, “What?” and I usually answer, “Just thinking about how much I love you.”  Most of the time, though, I am fully committed to enjoying every minute of “now.”  There will be plenty of time for “later” – later.

 

 

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  1. Love your words. We can trust God’s promises that He is with us in the now and the later…. and every step in-between.

  2. I still see that precious four year old with his hands around your neck. What blessings our children are . . . and how awesome that we have so many sweet memories of their full and beautiful lives! And when they step away next year, we will be in awe of all that they accomplish and all the prayers God answers (while we try not to miss them so much we bust!). We will have to pray for each other then!

  3. I love this KIm! Enjoy each moment in the “Now”. Later….you can be better FRIENDS and less of the mother/son stuff. My son and I LOVE to have coffee together and chat for hours on end about important things, theology, life, world news…etc. He WANTS my opinion, and I LEARN so much from his perspective. It is a mutual respect. I love it! when I miss my cuddly little boy, he not opposed to giving me the hug I need so badly!!!

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