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A Monument in Barney Sandals

April 13, 2012

     Hot tears welled up in my eyes and begin to spill over.  I lapsed into a full fledged boohoo.  My monument was gone.  The sticks now burned on our monstrous burn pile and the rocks that once contained a campfire, had been carelessly tossed into the creek.  Childhood was flashing before my eyes and I could do nothing about it.

     In my past few blogs I have shared with you the value of adventure and childhood.  I have regaled you with stories of my children, their forts and their childhood adventures.  This week we cleaned out the woods that once were the stage for those adventures.  The monuments to childhood I did not want to move; got cleaned up and erased from the landscape.

     I really did not want to remove them, but I did not voice my desire and the lean-to disappeared.  Diligent working young lads hauled it to the burn pile along with loads and loads of other insignificant wood. 

     Then to add insult to injury, the gentleman who will be installing a new septic system in our yard, informed me we must dig out our raspberry patch.  This patch is also a childhood monument.  Every summer precious children would complain as I sent them to pick the plump delights.  Off they would trod with bowls, pots and pans; anything that would hold their yummy treasure.  One of my favorite photos; which I have in a frame on a chest; is a sweet little Jared, clad in Barney sandals; about 5 years old sitting next to the patch; his pot full of berries. The most adorable grin just leaps off the photo. I am not prepared for this loss.

     We hear all the time how fleeting childhood is.  I knew it was the truth and tried the best I could to enjoy each moment.  But I blinked; and now my little ones are little no more.  Do not misunderstand me.  I love the season of life that I am in.  I love the ages of my children and the time we spend together; but the spring season of my life is over.  There will no longer be precious little giggles emanating from my raspberry patch. The monuments that helped me hold on to those years are disappearing.

     What monuments are in your life? Are you living life to the fullest; enjoying the childhood of your children? Do you take the time to pick raspberries and let them build forts?  Are they swinging out over creeks, catching fireflies, playing hide and seek, tag and every other childhood game? 

     The world is turning green.  Summer is peeking at us just over the horizon.  How will you spend your time?  What memories will you make? 

     The ultimate monument is not in my yard.  Yes, it saddens me to lose the fort remnants, and the raspberry patch but I have better monuments than these.  The memories of precious childhood fun will always fill my heart and mind.  My children themselves are monuments for all to see.  Hopefully they will be monuments of love, time given and godliness.

     We have just 18 years; maybe a little more; maybe a little less.  One day you will blink and your precious little one will be grown.  The priorities you chose will have shaped this monument.  The time you spent will have refined its features.  The love you gave will have determined its size.  What are you building today?  When all is cleared away what will be left standing?  Choose wisely today for the days pass quickly. 

 

Just a funny little note.  My sweet Jared is still soooo sweet; learning to drive and as tall as his dad.  I shared my blog with him and in his usual manner he brought me joy and laughter. He has informed me that if I can find them in his size, he will still wear Barney sandals for me.  He is an awesome monument!

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6 Comments leave one →
  1. Momma Di permalink
    April 13, 2012 11:25 am

    Debbie, my heart is with you. I remember taking this ‘right of passage’ to the next stage of mothering just a few years ago. It is one that is so bitter sweet. Hold on, be strong…as you already know each stage holds it own wonders and joy.

  2. Bobbi permalink
    April 13, 2012 11:28 am

    And Jared would! LOL I love your “monuments”! They are all precious, wonderful people! I am so thankful to have you all in our lives!

  3. Barb Sanders permalink
    April 13, 2012 11:38 am

    I am there. The pages are turning. New chapters in life. Yep, I blinked, too. But the memories are oh so wonderful! So glad the Lord is with me in this new journey.

  4. Noah permalink
    April 17, 2012 12:10 pm

    That sounds like Jarebear ;D Maybe you’ll have many more memories of that, Debbie 🙂

  5. jody hollis permalink
    April 21, 2012 3:18 pm

    Oh what your writings bring back to my mind too,. not only of your children over these years but of David and Gail, and of my own childhood. I am so glad you have this blog and write so well to set the stage for all to remember. Each stage brings with it many of those speed bumbs too along with great joy. Jody

  6. Lucy permalink
    May 7, 2012 8:29 am

    Just tell Caleb, and he’ll MAKE him a pair of Barney sandals!~

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