To the wife who gives her husband the most encouraging smile she can muster when he walks through the door from a 16-hour day, I know you’re both exhausted, but this season will change.
To the dad, holding onto his sick toddler at 3 a.m. with bodily fluids running down his back, you’re doing a great work and this season will change.
To the mom who’s had everything go wrong this week, who’s at drop off wearing yesterday’s shirt and exhaustion on her face, this season will too, change.
To the parents feeling stuck in winter, even though the calendar says otherwise, I feel you, I am you. This season will change.
When it’s snowing inside your home, hunker down. Grab your loved ones tighter and embrace each other’s warmth. Hold on. Love still abounds in winter and if you tend to it properly, your bloom will be even bolder come spring.
Not all of your circumstances may change in a new season, no. But one day those hard things will come about with a bit more ease, laughter will start to reemerge, and you’ll welcome the sunshine on your skin.
So, hold on tightly. Brighter days are ahead, they’re coming. It’s the rhythm of life, it’s part of God’s design, changing seasons is a change you can count on.
Mom, Dad, hold on, hold on to one another, this season will change.
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Behind the post: Hey friends, thanks for reading. Sometimes on these short blogs, I give you a bit more in the link. I wrote this because of the hellacious week we had last week. Andy is in his residency now and is working more than 70 hours a week. Of course, for many this is the way of life. For us, this is new territory. All of the things mentioned above happened and then some. We are in a season of the regular kind of hard stuff. Which is also new territory for us! Before, our hard stuff was scary. Of course, transitioning to three kids for anyone is hard. But, we had that plus health concerns for our baby and for our other son with Down syndrome. Now, our hard kind of looks like most other people’s (albeit probably with more appointments than most). But because of what we’ve been through, it also comes with a heaping dose of perspective. I know that this is a season, and a short one. So, tonight, I’m solo parenting again. And, I’m tired. But I’m holding onto these little people as tightly and I know, a new season is on the horizon.
