Wednesday, May 13, 2009

Bittersweet



The last one. Out of 6, the last one is now graduating high school. And I'm done.

I breathe out. I breathe in. I keep breathing.

It's been 25 years of motherhood for me. I've birthed children in Spain, Las Vegas, and Phoenix.

I've taught them at home, volunteered in their public schools and been a support Spanish teacher in the private school.

I've learned, taught, grown and watched them grow.

I've attended so many parent/teacher conferences that I really can't count them. That is nothing compared to the amount of band and choir concerts, plays and special class events.

He may be graduating, yes, but so am I.

I am a graduate from this stage of life. The stage where I have children in school.

What am I going to do next? Isn't that the question all graduates get asked?

I've been studying for this time for the last 5 years. After all the tears of the first 3 graduating and the realization of how close the last 3 were...well, I decided I needed to know where and what I wanted to do with my life after graduation. Now I am sad to see the life I'd lived for so long move into the past. But I am excited about my future!

I'm finishing my life coaching certification to balance out my writing and speaking career that is taking off. I'll be competing for Mrs. International in Chicago this July to gain a larger voice for my life calling, Gems of Wisdom, and planning for my book to publish.

All this came together in such a way that I will be able to follow my passion (the one instilled in me at birth) to write, speak and reach out to help others through life. The Gems of Wisdom books, line of meditation jewelry and classes will incorporate Fair Trade beads, silver and hand-made jewelry bags. This supports orphans and women from Kenya and other Third World countries. My dream has meshed with the dreams of other women to create jobs in the Mathare Slums of Kenya and touch the lives of women around the world.

Yes, we're graduating. I'm shed tears and looking at my 6' tall, strong son. I'm remembering him at birth, at 5, at 10 and all the images of his grin through the years. He's become a wonderful, confident and solid man. I see my boy-man and wonder how the time flew.

Yes, we're graduating. I see who all my children have become and I am content.

Yes, we're graduating. I see everything I plan to accomplish, everything he plans to accomplish.

The world is so full of expectation, opportunity and adventure.

I'm finally ready. World, here I come!

Yes. I'm graduating.

Angie

Please visit me at God Uses Broken Vessels.

3 comments:

  1. Angie, girlfriend, if you are still breathing, you are not done. Yes, a chapter has come to a close, but the book is far from over. It hasn't even reached its climax. Hang on, girl, because you're in for the ride of your life :-)

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  2. sounds good to me, I had 4


    mamat2730(at)charter(dot)net

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  3. Congratulations on your graduation, Angie! But you're right. So bittersweet.

    I know, though, that you have a great future ahead!

    Missy

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