Tuesday, April 29, 2014

Remember the Way Home

We piled six bikes onto the back of her truck...

her bike
my bike
her son's bike
my son's bike
her daughter's bike
my daughter's bike

Since our hubbies had to work (and school was closed)   

it didn't take a mathematician to figure out that...
bikes + kids + holiday in Southern CA = the perfect beach day

She came to pick us up
and once all of our bikes were strategically placed onto the back of her truck

we climbed in

my daughter
her daughter
her son
my son
me
her

and we set out for another family field trip adventure...
  
Once at the beach

we found parking
unloaded the bikes and
took off

We were riding along the way when the children noticed a sand dune

so they...

veered off the trail
hopped off their bikes and
ran across the sandy slopes to explore

She and I stayed back to chat,
but when we looked up a moment later, our boys were gone

"Where are your brothers?"

we shouted over to the girls and they pointed down the other side of the hill toward the ocean

Well it doesn't take a mathematician to figure out that...
two boys + sand + water = a muddy mess

"Tell the boys to come back up"

and with that the girls also disappeared

And for a moment
in the silence...

we wondered
we watched
we waited

with only remnants of childhood still visible

a deserted bike
an empty hill 

  
until one...


two...




three...
and finally all four...
 

children were back

And in that moment I realized that this is what motherhood
is about...

Allowing your children the freedom to explore

the other side of the hill
the ocean side of the hill

without you

and it can be scary

not being able to

see them
reach them
touch them

and knowing that there is a great big ocean over there ready to swallow them whole
(just as would life itself)

but you remind yourself that...

they know not to go in the water
they can still hear your voice
they have each other

So you stand and wait there alone in silence

watching the hill in faith that 
they are mature enough to handle this

and you are sure that
they will make their way back safely

because

you also know
that they know 

that the only way home 
is on this side of the hill

2 comments:

  1. That was very touching, and true as my "little one" is now legally an adult, but still mommy's baby. Still in California, but feels like she's on the other side of the globe. I can't touch her, check to see if she's covered at night, or drive her around. I have to trust that I have raised her well,and she's mature enough to handle this ole' world. Good Post Tondra!

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    1. But you can find comfort and confidence in knowing that SHE knows!

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