This was it.
So, despite seeming okay with it on Wednesday (a ‘transitional’ half-day at school), by the time Friday rolled around, I sobbed like a baby. The tears just wouldn’t stop. My son asked me why I was crying and I replied, “I’m fine, these are happy tears because I’m so proud of you!” Which was definitely true… I just left out the part about me being a sentimental Mama.
Before I knew it, the bell rang and it was time for him to line up. I couldn’t send him off without documenting the moment, so I took a red-faced “ugly cry” selfie of the two of us (vanity be damned!). I wasn’t going to let my tears ruin this.
After seeing him march into the school with his friends, the rain started. It began as just a sprinkle or two, but the sky quickly opened up and big, fat drops started to fall. It was strangely comforting, somehow, as they mirrored the tears I had just shed. The rain was a welcome distraction until I reached the safety of my porch.
Then, sinking into a comfy chair, I took a moment to reflect on the events of the morning. My tears had dried, the rain (mysteriously) stopped, the sun came out and I pulled out my smartphone to see the picture I had just taken.
In it, my son was smiling away, so happy to be embarking on a new adventure.
At that moment, I knew I was ready for change… for both of us. I’m ready to start the next chapter in my life.
And I’m ready to watch him soar.
Oh hun! you got me teary eyed just reading that. Isn't it amazing when our kids seem to be ready for new milestones and adventures before we are? Here's hoping that this week was easier. xoxo
They truly are ready before we are… it's hard to cut those apron strings. I just love 'em so much!
Awww…it is so hard sometimes to watch our children grow – we want them to stay babies forever, BUT with each and every change comes such joy and pride! Hugs, Mama! You're doing a GREAT job.
You're right – there are amazing changes and good times ahead! Thanks for the reminder. 🙂