The more things change, the more they stay the same


My girl walking on the Outer Banks

 daughter of mine 

walking on the shore

you’re no little girl anymore

 becoming a lady far too soon

and I’m afraid to blink

cause I might miss 

your little girl hugs and that little girl kiss

dare to dream big, daughter of mine

walking on the shore

you’re not a little girl


This beauty warmed my heart tonight. 

After getting home late from church, my girls got ready for bed and began reading.  I went to tuck my youngest one in bed and pray with her, and she said “Momma, will you pick out an outfit for me to wear tomorrow?”  

Now, this is the ultimate privilege- having my daughter value my fashion-sense enough to want my input in what she wears.  So, naturally, knowing my youngest and her flair for the cray-cray fashion, I picked out two things that did not match.  

“Ewww…Mom! They don’t even go together!”  

So I pick out another completely different outfit- one that I actually liked.

“That’s more like it, Mom.”  

Weird.  She always likes things that clash.  But if that wasn’t weird enough, then my older one says she needs help, too…

“Mom, pick out my outfit for tomorrow, ok?”

“But honey- you never like what I pick out for you.”

“I know, but just pick out something, ok?” she asked as she rolled her eyes.  

And so I perused through her drawer and found a lovely green t-shirt and a pair of jeans that she painted herself. She is a t-shirt and jeans girl, just like me.  My oldest and I are so much alike, it blows my mind. Watching her grow into a lady often times feel like I’m re-living my own childhood. 

 “That looks good, Mom.”  

“But Mom, you know I’ll try to change what I wear in the morning, don’t you?” my daughter says.

“But Mom- don’t let me.” 

A simple statement- reminding me that my independent young lady still seeks “mommy’s” approval and guidance… 

My heart is full.  

I am overwhelmed with joy in the LORD my God! For he has dressed me with the clothing of salvation and draped me in a robe of righteousness.   Isaiah 61:10



10 thoughts on “The more things change, the more they stay the same

    • My youngest just turned 9 last weekend. I stared at her baby pics many times this past week… how did it go by so fast?! They are a true blessing, and He is constantly reminding me to stop and enjoy them and the journey! Hugs right back to you, Skye 🙂


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