Letting Go
How do I let go?
You would think that since my oldest is almost 21, and the next oldest is 18 and married, it would be easier. I have always heard people say they can’t wait for their kids to grow up and get out of the house, but I don’t think that way.
I went to my daughter’s graduation senior day assemblt today, and it was hard.
It was hard to know that once again a passage has come, and I need to let go some more.
It seems a little strange to me that I feel this way, after all she has been married for almost a year.
But I know that she will not only be graduating from high-school, but also moving out of my house, and in the not too distant future, possibly far away.
My son who will be 21 next month has been hard for me to let go too, but I think I can do it.
I still do the mommy thing of making sure he doesn’t forget things and eats enough, but I know I have to stop.
I guess I need to convince myself emotionally that the time has come, and that it is a GOOD thing.
A GOOD thing because it is right.
My daughter and her husband will be trying to find an apartment soon, that is a GOOD thing.
My son can take care of himself, and that is a GOOD thing too.
I will be ok, and I will still be mom….
but I will miss having a crowded house, and cooking for 10 all the time.
I will miss all the commotion and noise.
I will miss making lunch for them, and sharing popcorn while we play cards.
I will miss the line to the bathroom….well, maybe not that.
It will all be a GOOD thing though.
Dan and I have taught them well.
We have prayed for them, and talked to them about God their whole lives.
We have shown them how to live right, be responsible, and at the same time to have fun.
Most important, we have shown them Jesus, and they know Him.
It is all GOOD.
The count down now begins:
Two down, five to go.
June 8th, 2007 at 11:13 pm
My stepson, who had lived with us, left for college during the same summer we were preparing my son to start kindergarten. I felt like I was letting go of both at once! God’s presence kept me from getting too lonely, though, and eased my fears over both. (A new Yorkie-poo puppy helped, too.)
April
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