One of the most terrifying best things about being a Mom is being a front line witness as your children try something new. I feel their trepidation just minutes before they make their first attempt. My heart races with theirs. I hold my breath and muster the courage for BOTH of us. Even when they are 40, in some way, they will still be my fuzzy-headed, helpless newborns. But I know that someday in the future, they will teeter on the edge without me, and all the kisses and bandaids in the world won’t help if they fall.
In the future… the bar will be set higher.
The ramp will be more steep.
Life will spin faster.
There will be no tethers.
And their journeys will take them much further from home.