With all that is going on in this crazy world, I fear for my children. They are young but wise enough to understand why I fear for them. When I put them on the bus in the morning, I fear that this could be the last time that I see them but I trust and know that it’s not.
At times I think, maybe if I keep them close and never leave my sight then, they will be ok. In the same thought, I tell myself that I can’t keep them sheltered. I have to allow them to experience life the same way that I did. But then the fear of something happening to them takes control of me.
With all that’s going on in this crazy world, it’s hard to be a mother to boys when you don’t know what’s going to happen when they walk out that door. I just trust that everything that they’ve been taught will help them make the best decisions they can possibly make.
With all that’s going on in this crazy world, I pray that I’m raising them right.