This girl has her sights set on what is ahead, but every so often I'll see her look back to make sure we're right there behind her.
I'd like to think that we're an adventurous family. I really would. But every time I get in the car, scenarios run through my head and I begin to worry about what would happen to Josselyn if she was the only survivor. Real scenarios some families have faced. And I find myself mentally wanting to scoop her up and retreat to our cozy corner in our home. It always sounds splendid at the time, but that just isn't who we are. That isn't who she is.
She's a risk taker. A boo boo maker. And sometimes, a little cry faker. But she's one heck of a bundle that I can't get enough of.
So in those seconds, I question our safety, her future and my Trust in Christ, I'm reminded that even if it does happen, there is something so good to come of her life, whether I'm in it or not. Her future is so intricately ready to be played out in such a way that I can't even dream of. So as she rides ahead I embrace supporting her, encouraging her, and coaching her on even if that means that sometimes, I'll be watching from behind.