As I look at the trees change colors a question hit me. Which tree am I? Am I the bright red one that turned first and continues to stand out from the rest? Am I one of the yellow ones that is bright and strong in a group? Or am I one of the green ones holding on to their color as long as possible because I didn’t want to change?
Then I wondered as a Mom what color did I encourage my kids to be? So often I didn’t want them to stand out, because it is so risky to be that one. If they are in a group, I worried who was leading the group? Did I hold them back because I wasn’t ready for them to change?
Truth, my kids became whoever they were meant to be. Just like the trees changing colors. I should have just supported them to be the color they were meant to be each and every day.