Talking to my children

I love talking to my kids. I enjoy hearing them share about something that is new to them. As you may know, I have three children in college. Lots of things are new to them and changing their lives. I receive joy, when they share about the light bulbs that go off in their minds. For them the world is opening up before their eyes. Every stage of their life has been a treasure for me. My admonition is; as you prospect for gold in your children's life, don't overlook the silver before you each day.

They claim they are busy. My hunch is, they are just acting busy. They assert they do not have enough time. I keep reminding them that everyone has enough time to do the things they WANT to do. They need to do the right thing. I think they are learning that, slowly but surely.

I don't know why it surprises me when they have a different view than I do. I raised them to think for themselves. I felt like my job was to train them to fly on their own. I am proud to say they are doing that. I am always available for consultation. But they don't call much for advise. I take that as a compliment. They feel adult enough to make decisions for themselves. The way it should be.