the blink of an eye

In the springtime, I always notice how much bigger my children are. They put on their summer clothes, and those arms and legs stretch out so long, longer than their whole bodies when I used to cuddle them close to me in the middle of the night. They stand up proud and smiling with their classmates to get their end-of-the-year awards, and I’m amazed at those minds; they know so much more than what they’ve learned from me. And then Mary Chapin Carpenter comes up singing Dreamland on my shuffled playlist; it’s the lullaby I sang to every one of my babies… wasn’t that just a couple of days ago? But there’s no little one taking a morning nap in this house; it’s just me here alone, while they’re all off finishing another year of school.

What was I thinking…
to close my eyes and turn around?
It was just for a second, but
at a sound behind me, I glanced back and saw
My infant daughter
(who should be lying on her blanket, contentedly sucking her fingers;
fascinated by the shoes I’ve slipped on to her feet
-they jingle every time she kicks.)
But, amazingly,
she’s sitting upright
at the kitchen table
gracious and lovely,
reading aloud
that because of God’s great love we are not consumed
for his compassions never fail.
She barely stumbles over Lamentations’ four syllables;
the jingly shoes are gone forever;
and I’m slightly in awe of this life that came from me.


About ruthie.voth

Wife of one, mother of four, friend of many. Lover of details, color, good conversations, finding balance, and being honest. Passionate lover of a well-crafted sentence - even more so if it's witty. Weird blend of cynical optimist. I'm the worst kind of woman. I'm high maintenance, but I think I'm low maintenance. Somehow, people still love me. Must be grace.
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5 Responses to the blink of an eye

  1. Wow! You and Pa Goose! You both know how to express that universal familial affection!


  2. angmillar says:

    Love it!! I can relate… But, at the same time, I am excited to see what God has in store for our children and how He is going to choose to use them.


  3. sarah says:

    this makes me excited and full of dread all at the same time! you have this uncanny ability yo do that to me on occasion. good write mt friend!


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