Our son…

Dear Whoever You Might Be,

I miss you my love.  Our son will be starting the 5th grade this year.  Wow!  Time really does fly…I think I may cry..(yes I made a rhyme…lol).  Our son is growing up and some days I feel like I am loosing control.  I don’t know sometimes how to parent him anymore.  He’s growing up and needs a dad.  I am so blessed to have men step up and do things with him but he still needs a dad.

His little heart hurts so much sometimes because he doesn’t have one.  And I probably dwell on the fact that he and his sister don’t have a dad in their life than I should but you hear so many statistics on how influential a father is on his child’s life growing up and it makes my heart break.

There are just so many things I cant do with or explain to Tarzan because I am a woman.  Sigh…

I know that our Father is the Father to the Fatherless and I need to work on my ability to trust him that the will both be okay, but I admit it I doubt.  There is just so much stuff out there that I can’t protect him from and things he wont want to talk to me about as he grows older.  Things his b-dad is a part of that I want to shield him from.

I’m scared.  Being a parent is a scary thing.  Being a single mom is even harder.  It requires giving up control and trusting. Not something that is easy for me some days.

Pray for me my love.

 

Always,

Waiting Patiently