Today we celebrate my second-born daughter’s final birthday of her teens. She is 19 today. XIX years of age. It boggleth the mind of a mother.
This has been a year of recognition for Megan. While she continues to express her artistic nature in many ways, including singing in the Cathedral choir, novel writing, and drawing, she has found a new focus and purpose in life. It has been a beautiful thing to see her discover in herself a gift for and delight in interacting with young children through her work in after-care. She is a wonderful big sister to her active and high-strung four-year-old little brother, with a special bond of love and communication. She’s been his pre-school teacher for the last few months, and I’m indebted to her for the foundation she’s laid for me, as I will be taking over in the fall when her college classes begin. I am so happy to see her zeroing in on early childhood education as a career path that ignites her enthusiasm!
Wishing I could give my girl a suitably fabulous gift – like world travel, or a car with air conditioning. Alas, I have not the means. I am ever-grateful for the day God brought you to us, and for the strong, beautiful, creative woman you have become; and I will continue —
6 Being confident of this very thing, that he, who hath begun a good work in you, will perfect it unto the day of Christ Jesus. — Philippians 1:6 Douay-Rheims 1899 American Edition (DRA)
- Scripture Reading: Suffering as a Christian
- Megan at 19