Father’s Day weekend offered a preview of the next season of my life: children growing up, marrying, and starting families of their own. I’m trying to wrap my head around it—I’m too young for this, right?—but it’s coming.
We spread the births of our eight children over nineteen years, so we’ve got ‘em out of school and engaged; in college; high school; middle school; and elementary. It’s been a crazy ride and some of our kids are growing up, but our nest won’t empty for at least ten years. I’ll be surprised if we aren’t holding grandbabies by then.
Saturday we witnessed the marriage of a sweet girl we’ve known for all of her twenty-four years to the young man who stole her heart. I’ve cried at plenty of weddings, but smiled through this sweet, sweet service. Although I didn’t know the groom and his family, the mother/son dance at the reception killed me.
I could hear his mother’s thoughts as clearly as if she spoke them aloud: I love you; I’m proud of you; I’m so happy you found the woman you want to spend the rest of your life with; I’ll always be here for you. It’s time to let you go.
Therefore shall a man leave his father and his mother, and shall cleave unto his wife: and they shall be one flesh. – Genesis 2:24
The bond between a mother and son is a wild and powerful thing. I was one of two girls and so was my mother; I assumed my first child would be a daughter. What a surprise when the ultrasound said otherwise.
A son! What would I do with him? Thankfully he was too young to realize I didn’t have the answers, and together we figured it out along the way. Our first three children were boys and it took ten years as parents until I delivered a girl, the first of four.
Now our first son is engaged and next spring I’ll be the mother-of-the-groom; dance that mother/son dance; and hopefully smile up into my son’s eyes without tears, rejoicing in his new family and his future.
On Father’s Day we celebrated with all of our children—a rare treat!—plus a fiancee, two girlfriends, my mother-in-law, and a family friend. Our large family will continue to grow in the coming years as our roles and boundaries expand.
Those of you who’ve traveled this road: what advice can you give to us moms who are approaching a child’s marriage and transitioning into the role of mother-in-law? Got mother-of-the-groom tips for the wedding? All help is appreciated!
by Dawn Camp, My Home Sweet Home