I was young, newly married, no kids at the time. I remember feeling terribly sorry for Wendy that she had to stay behind with a brand new baby while I got to sit along the Savannah River with my Mom eating bagels and lox. I will never forget what Wendy told me when we came back after our brunch. I expressed my sorrow that she had been unable to join us, and she told me that what she was doing was far, far better than any bagels and lox.
I didn't believe her.
Until I had my own kids. Then I understood.
So my last child and I will be touring her potential new college, and I will remember Wendy's words, but with much greater understanding. It was all far, far better than any bagels and lox.
Lord, the fruit of the womb a reward. Like arrows in the hand of a warrior are the children of one's youth. Blessed is the man who fills his quiver with them! He shall not be put to shame when he speaks with his enemies in the gate.
Lord, the fruit of the womb a reward.
Lord, and great shall be the peace of your children.