Good Morning To Hope

My recently turned 16 year old passed me as he headed down the hallway to dress for school.  I glanced at the muscles in his back and a swift thought about his future raced across my mind. I felt hopeful.

Since diapers and pull ups, I have toiled with fear and anxiety of the challenges that are sure to come with having three teenagers. But at that moment, all of my anxious thoughts of teenage rebellion, peer pressure, sex, drugs, etc. was overcome by hope.

And as I remained hopeful throughout our morning routine, I calmly sat at the wheel of the car watching my 13 year old rush down the stairs without wearing his coat.  I turned around to the back seat and before I could say a word he rushed to inject “Mom, my coat is in my book bag.” Hope prevailed.

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