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  • Writer's pictureKristen Hepner

Dear Abby,

The time is coming

To let you fly

Yet this Momma's heart

Keeps asking why

Why and how and when and where

The years flew by, and now I am grasping air

I question myself with every thought

Did I do enough, all that I ought?

Did I pray enough for your future?

All those nights over your bed?

Did I tell you enough how beautiful you are

Before the world tries to get in your head?

Did I hold your hand when you were afraid?

Or point you to scripture every night and day?

Did I whisper the truths loud enough

So that they will stick when times get tough?

Did I see your hurts, your fears, your joys?

Cry enough with you, sing, rejoice?

Did I walk with you when you were sad?

Did I promise that the world is not too bad?

Did I paint your nails? Did I braid your hair?

Did I show you how much I really do care?

Because 18 years went by too fast

My heart just wants all the moments to last!

And the answer to them all is that I did enough

Because the woman you are is strong and tough

And tender and beautiful and full of life,

So I must have got a thing or two right.

To bottle up the moments and hold them in my heart

Is what I will do as you enter your new part

And stand here waiting for you to come home,

Or a call, or a text just to tell me you're not alone

Someone once asked me does the sorrow overshadow the joy

And after a thought and a sigh, my response was sure!

The joy of watching you grow up and go

Is a blessing beyond my wildest hope

The Lord gave me you for a little while

And now the world gets to experience your magical smile

So I will sit over here with a twinkle in my eye

And a heart full of pride as I watch you fly.

Love, Momma


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