Which Moment

Which Moment

By John W. Vander Velden

 

Does a moment arrive when we think of our children as mature adults?  The tiny person that arrived into our lives, with God’s help, grows, day by day.  Years have passed and holding the crying infant but a memory.  The first steps with its bumps and tumbles are long ago.  We reminiscence about the times when each new thing, stars and moon, trees and flowers, or rumbling trains and tractors, filled him with awe.  Our eyes may see the grown, but the heart cannot comprehend.  The house feels empty and strangely quiet.  As parents, we are pleased by our children’s growth.  We are pleased by all the milestones passed.  We are pleased by signs of maturity.  But the task has been all encompassing for so many years…that now as we stand on the sidelines we wonder about our purpose.  Our children are our children.  We do not call them our adult equals…though the time will come when they may very well be our guardians.  When we must rely upon their wisdom and compassion.  And even then I wonder which moment I truly understood that Nick had become an adult…

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