Thursday, April 10, 2008


Lauren came in from the outdoors with a handful of wildflowers. Strands of dark hair escaped her braid and curled around her rosy cheeks. Exquisite. She and the wildflowers. She found a slender vase and arranged the blossoms. They bring springtime beauty to the kitchen.

I’ve arrived at the place where torch is passed from mother to daughter. Lauren grows more beautiful each day. Tall, straight and willowy. Her peaches and cream complexion and long dark lashes unspoiled by time or cosmetics. I watch her become what I have been, with wonder, and regret.

The flowers on the kitchen table are lovely, but not like yesterday. They droop a bit and their colors are muted and I see myself in their fading. I look in the mirror and note the handiwork of Time, an unhurried, deliberate, cruel artist. I fight back with colors and creams and while they ease his harsh etching, they do not erase. Time is relentless and he will remain industrious until he claims the whole of me. For this I mourn. I know that on the other side of glory, I will be made whole and new and more wondrous than I have ever been, but still, I am a short-sighted creature. Like Lot’s wife, I look back and remember and grasp for what was.


Angela @ Refresh My Soul Blog said...

That was beautifully written! Time flies doesn't it? Thanks too for putting your homeschool stuff on the sidebar-I am going to look into that Miquon Math because I am looking for a solid 1st grade curriculum.
Much love,

Alyson said...

We love here as well. This year we were given the workbook that comes free and Lara just loves it!!

I need to buy some Cuisenaire rods. I've heard so many people speak highly of them.

As for the faded flower part....I feel that as well.

e-Mom said...

Oh, convicting! We shouldn't look back, should we? Lovely writing.

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Stephanie (Ocean Mommy) said...

Oh, this brought tears. First because I'm thinking of Lauren as the make-up artist in "American Ideal" and trying to imagine her taller and "grown up"! Time goes by so fast. Second because I'm so guilty of thinking or dwelling on the past..good and bad.

You have really made me think here!!

Christine said...

Hopefully she will not anytime soon feel the need to paint herself, finding instead her beauty in Christ. I wish I had that sense growing up, but I guess I would have had to have been shown it to believe it...

And I was just analyzing my newly acquired "fine lines"...fading flower here, too.


Heather C said...

What a gift you have! Beautiful piece on the hands of time. Always busy, aren't they? I hear ya... but still, I think you are beautiful - inside AND out. :)


Jennifer@DoingTheNextThing said...

Lovely post!

Mary@notbefore7 said...

Beautifully written, though sad at the same time. Time passes and it takes its toll. Yes, we can cling to the future that is to come in Him! Praise God.

Faith said...

What a beautiful, and true, post.