My life at age 28 was nice. By that time, I’d been married 5 years and was 2 years and more into motherhood. I never owned my own car but drove my husband’s old icky grey Impala. We lived in a modest townhouse in East Phoenix and enjoyed that place until new people moved into the building and the roach problem began. I was dying to get out of that place, and thankfully, the next year we moved to where we are now. My world was very small because most of my people were at work. My son, however, made my small world delightful with his brightness, curiosity, and devotion. Most of my time was spent with him; playing, guiding and a few times playing with a buddy. I’d take him to his Grandma’s house anytime I had the rare hair appointment or a doctor or dental appointment. Then there was the day we rushed to the hospital because Jonathan thought he’d try to “fly” from one piece of furniture to another. That is the day I learned about how much blood can gush from a head wound. I also realized that this little boy that God blessed me and my husband with, was the most precious gift I’d ever been given and I stood there begging God to not take him from me. Jonathan will be 30 this summer. I am so grateful for him! There were times when he seemed to be my little buddy. Today, he is definitely a friend I cherish. If I had to go back to being 28 again, I would change 2 things about myself. I would drop the critical, judgemental “robes” I wore and drape myself instead with understanding and gentleness.
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I am doing the same thing in my old age—-kissing off the judgmental and condemnation stuff. lol Like I was perfect?? lol My poor mom once pointed her finger at me and said I would pay for the way I treated her when I had my own children. lol The third child was a boy. lol And he was some boy—home by police car a 4, arson at 8, shoplifting at 11, etc. He is doing fine now and loves the Lord. He is still not as perfect as me. lol
frank
@HUMOR_ME_NOW - It’s kind of funny what our moms wish upon us. I’m glad your son is doing fine! There’s hope for everyone! And maybe by the time he’s your age, he’ll finally be as perfect as you are! LOL!
That was a lot for a short paragraph. I’m glad God allowed your son to survive, and you too. He does have a way of stripping us of our judgemental attitudes does he not??
Yes, I guess that is a lot for one paragraph! And yes, God does have his ways of stripping us of our judgemental attitudes and I am so glad! He keeps giving me opportunities to choose to not be judgemental! ( 8
My youngest son is 29. Of course, I was 46 when he was born. I was only 22 when my first one was born. Head wounds really do bleed a lot. It’s frightening, especially for a new mother..
@ata_grandma - You were 46??? I love it! A dear friend of mine had her last child 3 years ago, when she was 46. She still looks amazing and beautiful and that little 3 year old is such a wonderful child!
@Richgem - I never had any problems with menopause. I tell my younger friends that is how to go through menopause symptom-free. They just laugh and shake their heads.
ahhhhhh….you are making me think about what i would change about the younger me….the list could be so long.–karen
@ata_grandma - I nearly died from an ectopic pregnancy when I was 43. That child would be 12 now.
I’m 34 and I already cringe about stuff I did when I was younger. Someday I’ll look back at me at 34 and think, what a dink! lol
@aSeriesofFortunateEvents - A “dink”? That’s funny! I’m just glad that I’ve made progress in some areas. I also wish I’d been more outgoing and less uptight. I would’ve had so much more fun! NOW, I’m dying to go have fun but am constrained by different obligations and situations. That’s why I just take alot of pictures. It saves my sanity!
@lifeontheWink - Oh dear, don’t even go there if the list is long! Just focus on who and how Jesus is and let that/HIM happen through you. That’s my life project now. ( 8
@Richgem - so true. i know there is so much i could never have known or believed was true when i was 28. i guess that means i have matured in every way! still more to learn and i look forward to that–karen
Such a beautiful post…my daughter at age 6 jumped off the trailer thankfully she only sprung her foot…Kids are a joy but wow they can give major heart attacks
Ectopic pregnancies are bad, bad news at any age. My daughter had one once.
oh gail! an ectopic at 43?! oh my. how very scary.
so THRILLED that you are alive and well, robed in gentleness and understanding… and in my life! <3
@down_onthefarm - Yes, it was a dreadful, terrible experience. But I experienced God’s healing in more ways than one. While I lost 5 pints of blood in 5 minutes, I gained strength, slowly with my body’s healthier blood and a sense of newness, although the loss ripped into my soul. I also gained a sheer excitement for life and for Jesus. Tears came and went. And came and went again and again with mixed emotions. I eventually lost some of that initial excitement for life, living, and dealt with depression a few times. That’s real life. That’s losing focus. But, it doesn’t have to stay that way. I’ve been blessed with so many friends and the love of my parents. I’m glad you are in MY life!!!