Twenty Years of Teenage Daughters
When you have a mother-daughter night at the coast with your youngest daughter, who has somehow reached the age of 21, and you suddenly realize that over the last thirty some years you have raised FIVE daughters to adulthood, (with the help of an amazing husband and a merciful, gracious, heavenly Father), it's time to stop and think about the way He leads. Our oldest daughter turned 13 the year our youngest daughter was born. That means for 20 years, we've had teenage daughters, AND I've been a 14-year-old girl's mom for five years! There have been hard days and hard months and hard years. And while I thank God for all those years, mostly I'm thankful for the present. Because having daughters isn't all tea parties and mall shopping and Instagram moments. No. No, it isn't, There are hard days of sudden outbursts or sullen silences, of slamming doors and flying objects. Days when they would retreat to ...