Mother’s Day two years ago we were in the middle of an actual, literal trial and I spent the day flying my babies back to San Diego and then turning right around and going back to be by my husband’s side. 💙
While we waited on my friend to collect my children from the airport the anxiety between the four of us was palpable. We did not want to spend the next week apart. It was a hard season and we just wanted to hold each other through it. They didn’t know HOW hard, but they could sense it! Like baby chicks in a storm, my children did what was instinctive, they inched closer, attempted to hide themselves under my wings. As we sat there, huddled together, I fought back tears and soaked up the moment. In that moment, we were safe and connected, in those five minutes we each filled our cups from this connection. It would help carry us through being apart. In the hellish week that followed I would drift back to that makeshift bench, in a second I could again feel the safe connectedness to my people. 🖤
Although I would hope no one ever has to experience any of of that week, in the middle of it there were these tiny gifts and yet giant treasures in my heart. The gift of being close to someone in a hard time. The gift of “its going to be okay” in the midst of nothing really feeling okay. 💙
Just like my children wanted to hide under my wings, and I wanted to cover them, keep them safe, my loving father offers the same and now I know that I’m a much different way. We can be safe under his wing and fully connected to Him.
In a month, we will once again return to that courtroom, praying for some sense of earthly justice to be brought to bear on our situation. Once again, I will be able to draw back to that day, and also know I am hidden, safe and protected. 🖤
May your life be filled with connection and safety, and ultimately, fully connected to the author of life. *I can’t think about that week or the last five years without crying big ugly tears thinking about the tribe of friends that took care my babies in my absence. I did not have to leave them unsafe and unprotected, so many amazing women have come along side me and opened their wing. 🥰
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What a lovely story! I am so glad you gave it a go and are loving it! So awesome! I finally am taking voice lessons because I have always loved to sing. Never thought I would ever be a singer, but after years of encouraging my kids to try things and do what they love, I finally took my own advice! I love it! 😄