Well the happy day has come and gone. Karlee and Alex have ridden off into the sunset (or down just off of Main Street anyway). I couldn't be happier for them. It is interesting how sometimes all that it takes to make you happy, is for your kids to be happy. I miss my girls terribly, I find myself reminiscing about the time when they were still small and underfoot. I think of them sharing a bedroom with their pink bunkbeds with horses stenciled on the sides. I remember how absolutely trashed their room used to get and the hours it would take to dig it out. I remember them playing all kinds of fantasy games with tails and veils and whatever it took. All of their cats and dogs and birds and rabbits and lizards etc etc etc. I find that I can actually get a wee bit sad if I dwell on it too long. I then realize that if it wasn't for me taking wing and leaving the nest like my girls have done that I wouldn't have any of those experiences. I wouldn't have the wonderful kids that I have now.
I remember talking to my mother shortly after I had married and my husband I had moved away. My sister had also just left home to serve a mission in France. It was the holiday season and she was missing her girls. I can relate to her and how she better now than I ever could before . Sometimes you can miss your kids so bad it brings tears to your eyes, but not for long. I find that the melancholy is soon replaced with joy. The joy that they have made good choices in their live, that they are happy and content. The joy that someday, they will know of the overwhelming love that a mother has for her children. I find that the tears are always quickly replace by a smile. This is how it should be. I am happy.
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