Perspectives

I used to think--

...that it would never be MY child throwing a fit in the grocery store. Surely it was something the parent was doing wrong {enter children}

...that I would never be THAT mom dropping her kids off at school while still wearing pajamas. Surely I would have myself more together than that {enter school days}

AND THE BIGGIE:

...that I would never, no never, be caught dead driving a minivan. How could one give up on ever looking hip again? {enter family road trips}

Yes, this is me officially breaking the news. I have entered the world of moms and minivans. My one request? That if I were going to give up my sporty VW Passat (miss you, Mavis! Yes, she had a name!), the van that took her place must be awesome. Terrific. Comfy. Roomy.
And oh she is. I'm rockin' the swagger wagon, people. I think I won't even mind being known as a minivan-driving mama. Besides, my friend informed me that all the cool moms drive Honda Odysseys. That's my story and I'm stickin' to it.

All joking aside, isn't it great how our perspective is changed by experience? I am so thankful God has blessed me with a family and children; they have broadened my views more than I ever thought possible. I realize how much each and every one of us is in need of God's grace and mercy every day, how none of us is above mistakes, and how thankful I am for my husband's and children's patience with me as I learn.