I am having a bittersweet moment. My sweet cousin, with whom I have grown up, is a graduate. She is now finished with her education, as far as elementary book learning. This moment would be such an excitable moment for anyone, yet a week ago, I had a dream that brought the future in a new perspective.

In my dream, Breezy, Emily, and I were all grown and they were engaged to be married. I broke down crying and proclaimed that we were just children. It brought back our memories of camping in the rain, birthday slumber parties, holidays, and walks in the fields. It suddenly hit me that we were growing up and our childhood days would soon be only memories and not “just yesterday”. I feel like Jo March when she realizes that Meg will soon marry John Brooke; she wants to remain sisters and keep their childhood days near her. She doesn’t want change, and neither do I. We have never been just cousins, we three have been sisters which is a bond that I cherish deeply.

I realize and know that soon we will be grown and with families of our own, Lord willing. And as much as I want to raise the next generation, I don’t want to part with ours. I want to keep us closer than ever. Our conversations will one day be of children, marriage, and the future-instead of books, dresses, and history. Our lives will change, but I pray our relationships will not.

*You can see Emily’s post here.