We have a blended family.
Just a week ago, I was talking with my husband and he said in conversation, “One of our boys did this one time.”
I stopped and got pretty emotional thinking about our blended family.
I remember the awkwardness when we first started blending our families
I remember the important events that we experienced when we were missing kids.
I remember the tears shed when we longed to be a family.
I remember the drama of spending time together.
I remember the decade of prayers that bathed these relationships.
I remember the future we had hoped for as we merged our families.
When he spoke those words and recalled a memory of when one of OUR boys did something, I finally saw how far we had come.
Blending a family is NOT easy. It is not roses and sunshine, it is not quick, and it is not something that you can force or pretend. It takes time; for our family, it took most of a decade to feel like we were one big family. It took us two steps forward and three steps back, and it is a process that we still have to work through with our adult children.
When you find yourself divorced, dating, and then married, it is a huge step to blend your families. It does not happen overnight; it takes time, patience, sacrifice, and prayer.
One of our boys… it was a sweet melody to my heart and a reminder of where our family was and how far we have come.
