Shan decided to make a change in her life and let something go.
She decided to cut her hair and donate to Locks of Love.
Her reasons for cutting her hair weren’t completely altruistic.
Her hair was so long that when she rolled over at night it would get stuck under her arm. And it would get stuck in the seatbelt feeder in the car.
She decided it was time. 🙂
And she looks so cute with her hair short.
She wasn’t the only one doing a little bit of letting go…
Last night we went to a Hawk Nelson/Building 429 concert. It was held in McCook – which was shocking because we really aren’t a large venue.
Hubby and I are in the very top left of this photo standing by the spotlight in what hubby said was the ‘Geritol’ section. (No, we don’t consider ourselves part of the Geritol crowd, he just likes to watch from high locations and I get very claustrophobic in a crowd.) The kids are right up front on the floor.
After the concert, the kids had passes to the backstage party. We didn’t. Besides, after 10:00 p.m. I turn into a pumpkin. Or is it 8:00 p.m.? 😀
Anyway, I found the kids and gave them my car keys. I had taken a separate car and came a few minutes late due to other obligations. I told them where I was parked, told them to try to be home before mid-night, and hubby and I went home. It was a little bit of letting go. We’ve never just handed the keys to the kids and said, “Try to be home by midnight.”
I think I understand my mother better.
It’s not that I don’t trust my kids. I do! Joel is an incredibly safe driver, and both of the kids are responsible. However, there are other people who are out on the road who are not as trustworthy.
But then I realized that ‘letting go’ wasn’t really me letting them go.
It was just like Shan cutting her hair. Instead of just letting it go and fall to the floor to let whatever may happen, she is placing it in someone else’s hands to take care of and be used for a good purpose.
Likewise, rather than just letting my kids go and let whatever may happen, I am placing them in God’s hands and trusting Him to take care of them.
Which is something that hubby and I (and two grandmothers I know 😉 ) will need to remember this week while we are in Iowa and our kids are here at home. Don’t worry, they also have a ‘surrogate mom’ here two doors down to check in with. 🙂