Framily

Author:  Susan L. Prince

Yesterday I went to the elementary school to see my friend's daughter perform "Helen of Troy". She did such a good job with her lines and looked all beautiful and "Egyptian" in her costume. It was fun and I was proud. I got tears watching her do so well. She's not even my kid!

Tomorrow I will see her boy perform with the marching band in the Strawberry Festival Parade. I will have tears watching him march. I had tears at his concert a month ago. I am so proud of him. He's not even my kid!

I'm the "not the momma" but we are all framily.

What is that feeling of watching a kid grow and accomplish something new? something they work at and do well? Why do I get tears? Why does my heart swell? I've fallen in love with those kids. It's a God thing.