sunday
Youngest is away this weekend.
On a church retreat.
I put him on a bus on friday night -
he was eager to go and I was eager for him to stay behind.
There is something different about letting each of them go.
I always worried about the way that the world would see Oldest and how he would react to the world.
Middle is sensitive and thoughtful and needed a different kind of protection.
And Youngest is those things too and yet needs another kind of parenting.
I waited until the last possible moment to tell the church that he would be attending.
I stayed until the bus was far from the parking lot.
He gave me a hug and never looked back.
His brothers have taken the same trip each fall.
He was the hardest to let go.
On a church retreat.
I put him on a bus on friday night -
he was eager to go and I was eager for him to stay behind.
There is something different about letting each of them go.
I always worried about the way that the world would see Oldest and how he would react to the world.
Middle is sensitive and thoughtful and needed a different kind of protection.
And Youngest is those things too and yet needs another kind of parenting.
I waited until the last possible moment to tell the church that he would be attending.
I stayed until the bus was far from the parking lot.
He gave me a hug and never looked back.
His brothers have taken the same trip each fall.
He was the hardest to let go.
Comments
It's what we want and what we fear.
And, they will want to leave--to begin living their own lives.
It is hard for me to wrap my mind around that idea.
Your post was beautiful and sad...
My biggest fear in life: That they
will
never
leave
Does this make sense?
I remember when she was just a little baby the shock of realising the she was playing happily on her own, away from me ... after having her glued to my breast for the first 12 months it was a real eyeopener to realise she wasn't just an extension of my body.