Okay – so this is UNCANNY! Your daughter’s name is GRACE, too??? And she ALSO got cut from the varsity volleyball team??? I knew God had given me a word to share with all of those who have suffered a painful loss like this – but WOW, this is REALLY a direct hit for your family, eh? I hope, in some small way, it gave your daughter some peace and hope for the future. My Grace is now about to graduate from college (I wrote this piece a few years back) and she is soaring in her love for social work, immigration, justice, and peace-building efforts. She spent one summer working in a dreamy job as a life-guard and getting a killer tan, another summer she spent back-packing in Europe, another one working for an organization working to expose the sex-trafficking epidemic in Grand Rapids: All things she’d NEVER have been able to do if she stuck with volleyball. She lives in California. She surfs, she sings and plays her guitar, she spends her weekends in Tijuana working with the marginalized, AND, on occasion, she will play a little intramural volleyball (she’s still got it!). But the bottom line is this: She’s living her best life and it has nothing to do with volleyball!!! Please, please let your Grace know – she has been CHOSEN for a team (maybe yet to be determined) but it will, no doubt, be a better team and will give her a blessed, better life. I promise.
]]>I love you, Kari. Motherhood is the best. And sometimes the worst. But mostly the best. And you are gonna KILL IT because of your enormous heart and your incredible ability to love so well!!! Godspeed to you in your mothering journey!!!
]]>Thanks, Sherry! I love that insight – “Why not me?” – Such a better approach to life especially when we’re faced with seemingly insurmountable challenges! But why wouldn’t God ask me to do hard things? Of course, He would and He does! So we pray for courage and resilience. And we press on. Thank-you, my fellow comrade in the writing world!!! xoxo
]]>And God bless you, too, Carol! These years with our kids under our roof are so fleeting! How could we ever feel bad/sad for having MORE time with them??? Although it is a heartache to feel rejected, it is certainly a blessing to reclaim so much of their time! I feel like I’m getting to know my daughter again… that’s been so incredibly rich!
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