Most of the time, I don’t know why God is doing what he’s doing?
I’m clueless and in constant search for answers.
Tonight (and many more nights to come), I had to document what I’m feeling, mostly because I want to look back at this five years from now. Maybe then the answer will be apparent to me. But, as for now, I’m rendered speechless as to how I will deal with my son being so far away from home.
I prayed, and I prayed for God to place my son at a college that he sees fit. And it turns out he will be 14 hours away from me. I’m incredibly proud of my boy, but my heartaches.
I find myself sneaking off to my room so I can let a few tears fall. Then, I piece myself back together and head out with a smile on my face. The one thing I don’t want to be is a party pooper.
My son is beyond excited for this next phase in his life, and the last thing he needs is a cry baby, killing his joy.
God give me strength!
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