I carried them in my body and gave birth to them.
I nursed them on demand.
Cared for them when they were sick.
Taught them their numbers, their letters, and the colors that brighten their days.
Together we learned about goats, turtles, chickens, Lewis and Clark, and the seasons.
We pulled buckets of water out of the pond and looked at tiny creatures under the microscope.
We made candles and a solar system than hung from the light fixture in our dining room.
We've learned together how to study the bible more effectively and have shared our hearts in prayer.
We sat together on snowy days, their faces content and interested as I read thousands of pages out loud to them.
We've laughed squillions of times together over the silliest things. And we've cried together over the loss of pets, friends, and family.
We had a medieval feast complete with banners, games, knights in shining armor and food fit for a king.
And now? Now they're grown. Now they can rest their cheeks on the top of my head for a moment before they rush out the door.
It's the strangest thing......
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