May has always been the craziest time of year with school letting out, graduations, summer swim, sometimes baseball, award ceremonies, banquets and end of year parties. I have never cared for May.
This year our baby is graduating high school and at the end of June will be leaving for a summer session at A&M College Station and life as we know it will be gone. No children at home, just us.
I can't ever remember not having a child to care for. No matter what I am doing in my day, there is always the knowledge of what she is doing in the back of my mind. I glance at the clock and know she will be home in 2 hours, I make the supper, leaving out the mushrooms because she doesn't like them, I throw in the dark load first because I know she needs her swimsuit for the meet. Life is going to be so WEIRD!
I want her to grow up. I want her to remember to eat breakfast and wash her own clothes and to forge forward blazing her own path in this crazy world. I want her to get a great college education and become a responsible adult and to be happy. She's doing exactly what she's supposed to be doing.
So why does this make me so sad?
Pam
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