Fly Away Home My Darling…


“When she transformed into a butterfly, the caterpillars spoke not of her beauty but of her weirdness. They wanted her to change back into what she always had been. But she had wings.”  -Dean Jackson

As mothers we can tend to be overly cautious where our children are concerned. It’s difficult to let them fly, so to speak.

Evan no longer takes naps, but when he did I’d often tell him how blessed he was to be able to lay down and take a nap and when he gets older he’s going to wish he’d be able to. Well all you mothers out there know how that goes with a little child. Complaints and pouting are the typical response.  Little do they realize that some day they’ll wish for a nap…

As my daughter grew into her teen years becoming an adult looked so appealing… grown ups get to do this and do that and they don’t have rules and on and on…. you moms with teens know this scenario as well.

Now that my daughter’s almost twenty, working full-time trying to earn an income and pay bills, being a grown up doesn’t seem so appealing and carefree any longer.

Isn’t that the way life goes? The grass is always greener on the other side of the fence. We often want what we can’t have and think if we had this other thing surely we’d be happier.

We watch our children mature from an infant into adolescence into teenagers and then into young adulthood. We watch them gradually change from carefree, rambunctious toddlers into spirited, life chasing youth with dreams and desires. Some with far-reaching consequences.

We tend to value things a bit more as we mature… with age comes maturity and with maturity comes awareness.

Awareness of what is going on around us. What’s really important in our lives. Who is a blessing and who is destructive.

As mothers we want to see our children mature and grow becoming happy, productive adults.  Yet our mother heart longs to protect and hold onto them.

We watch them struggle as their wings slowly break forth, spreading open stretching and reaching…  and then suddenly taking flight.

When their wings break free… they have to fly..

…and so with love in our hearts we give them our blessing to fly away home my darling….

Until next time,


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