Seth's sixteenth birthday is two weeks from today. Every time I think about it I want to cry. It is not rational, I know. I didn't feel this way with any of the other kids, but, he's my last. At least I think that is why all the irrational emotion. From experience I know that when they turn sixteen and get their license they are GONE. From then until they actually do leave home it is never, ever the same. The baby that we raised to be strong and independent will do just that... become independent. I wouldn't change it for anything but that doesn't make it any easier to accept. I remember not being able to sit at the family dinner table without crying after Levi left home. We finally had to move his chair away from the table and make it a space for just us four. Seth keeps trying to reassure me but he doesn't understand it and probably never will since he is never going to have a Mama's heart.
So, if I am inconsolable for the next few weeks just bear with me, please.
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I can't even imagine. Sending lots of warm thoughts your way. :)
My nephew just turned 16 in April and I was talking to him about a few things. He can't understand why his mom just can't let him grow up and let go of him. I told him that it was because she's a woman and mother and that he'd never understand. It's just how women think. I told him that even though I'm not his mother, he'd still always be the little premature baby his parents handed to me the first day they came home and I was so afraid that I'd break him that I couldn't even figure out how to sit down...granted...I was 12, but still. I told him that he'd always be that little thing I was afraid to break...even when he's 50 and pushing me in a wheelchair!
Wishing you peace as you head into this phase.
My mom will tell you...this was hard for her, too. (More so when I moved to Texas for college.) I just tell Alyssa, You get to live with us forever! :)
The good news: you've got that grandbaby to snuggle.
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