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God will have the last say.

Today is the day that I have dreamed of since 8/19/99. Today is the day that my son should be graduating from High School and getting ready to start the next chapter of his life. This was supposed to be a happy day. My family was supposed to be excited that another milestone has been reached. I had so much of his life planned out how this should go. But now I know that God will have the last say concerning my son.

I am watching kids and Parents posting cap and gown pictures and it hurts that I am not doing the same things. I am not jealous or envious I am sad. I have been threw so much as a single Mother and I sacrificed so much so that he could succeed in all areas of his life. I had no idea that this was the plan. When I saw his future I saw a different path. But that is what I wanted and how I saw things.

The bible says that His plans are not your plans. And this is so true especially when it come to be a parent. Yes I took some wrong turns. Yes I failed. Yes I was wrong. Yes I prayed. Yes I love him. Yes I would give my life for him. And then God said this is not your battle. God is the Alpha and the Omega so he has seen the end before he was born. And I have to trust God to do just what he said.

All I ever wanted was to protect my kids. To give them a happy life and to instill values and love that would give them a firm foundation. And God said your time is not my time and your ways are not my ways. And I have to accept that and learn a new normal.

I continue to pray and have faith. Because in the end as parents that is all we can do

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Unknown said…
This is beautiful. God will have the last say and I have faith that we will go to his graduation. One day, just not today. Love you.
June 10, 2017 at 1:47 PM
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