Friday, March 8, 2013

The Moment He Became a Man


I had plans for Tuesday night. Since hubby bowls Tuesday nights, I had planned to write (blog posts) after the twins went to bed. I had at least three days worth in my head, ready to be stroked onto the keyboard and rescued from the tornado of ‘things to remember.’

Its funny how life never happens the way you plan.

The boys and I were on one couch while my step-daughter was on the other couch. We were cuddling, and watching her movie choice, Tinker Bell. My step-son was in the kitchen.

We heard a BANG.

He came in the living room a minute later, “Did you hear that?” Yes, indeed I did.

Let me give a little background here. We live in what I would call a rural town. One of those communities where you don’t have to lock your doors, because bad things don’t typically happen. Neighbors are family (literally and figuratively). It’s usually quiet around here.

Our community is also of the hunting variety. It is normal to hear a BANG echo from the bay… during the fall.

Its not fall.

We dismissed it, and went on with our tasks. About an hour later the next-door neighbor called. Our street had been barricaded. She was not allowed home. She was told everyone had been evacuated. There was a man. With a gun.

While talking to her and looking out the front window State police pulled up in front of our house, parked in the street, and exited their car with guns aimed. “I have to let you go,” I told the neighbor.

I called the local police. “We have a sensitive situation. Everyone has been evacuated.”

“NO! Everyone has NOT been evacuated! I am in my house with 4 children.”

They told me they were someone was on their way to escort us out on foot.

Obviously I am scared. I coral all the kids into the kitchen. I ask them to stay on the floor. Then I calmly (at least as calmly as I could), explained to them what was going on. “I need you guys to help me get your brothers’ snow pants, coats, and boots on.” I then crept through the house gathering everything I thought we might need; sippy cups, extra milk, warm clothes for the bigger kids, diaper bag, etc.

This story is not to ruminate about the incident itself, the fact that we were overlooked, or even the fact that we sat on the kitchen floor dressed for a snowstorm for an hour before being rescued from the chaos. This story is about a boy becoming a man.

We have been blessed with the most wonderful children. My step-son gets good grades, is very active in sports, and makes good decisions. Today, he stepped up to the plate. While it would have been easier to argue with his sister, panic, worry, or freak out he choose the more difficult road. He helped get the confused toddlers dressed. He kept in touch with his dad. He helped council his sister and entertain his brothers. He pushed his fears aside and put our safety first.

This transformation from boy to man usually happens slowly. Changes that often go unnoticed until one day you wake up and wonder where did our little boy go? Despite the stress, fear, and anxiety; I am so thankful God opened my eyes so I could see this transformation amongst the havoc.

Have you been blessed to see a character transformation in your children?


  1. So scary. I'm glad to hear that you and your family are safe and sound. Your story brought tears to my eyes.

  2. Another incident that signifies change. Things change so easily. You meet someone after ages and notice that the bald spot on their head is grown. Your little cousins are not so little anymore. It is a scenario we all have to go through. But Im glad that you found a responsible gem in your stepson. See they grow up fast? :')

    1. Its amazing how quickly life changes. Blink your eyes and another milestone has past.

  3. Its great that you found something so positive in a sort of scary situation. You have a beautiful blog here.

    1. Thank you!
      I have had to be deliberate in finding the positives, but I am so glad that I was making this a priority long before this situation.

  4. I have goose bumps reading this. How scary. I also have a teen, a couple in between and a toddler. There have been plenty times he's had to step in and "be the man", but never in a scary situation like this. Glad everything turned out okay.

    1. It was so hard to stay calm during the whole situation. There are sometimes that he can be a little stinker, but I am glad that he stepped up and helped me out during this situation.
      Thank you so much for stopping by! (I LOVE Quartered Heart Crochet!)