When my oldest moved out and went to college, I felt like my heart was ripped out. I cried for days, hours at a time (just ask my husband). I cried so long and so hard that my eyes became just one huge puff ball. I finally got over it and thought to myself, “I can handle anything now”.
I was soon proved wrong with the announcement of her engagement. She hadn’t just left the nest
, she was ready to start building her own nest
!
Soon after the announcement, my youngest daughter, I have just the two, graduated from High School with honors and was accepted to Ball State University. My world was crashing again. Although I was extremely proud of my daughter, with her passage to Ball State meant my “nest
” would be empty! I cried again – day in and day out.
Letting go – Are there two more painful words in the boomer-parent generation? One minute there’s this adorable, helpless bundle in your arms, and then 18 years go by in a flash. Years filled with MOP’s
classes (mothers of preschool),gymnastics, boy scouts, girl scouts, drama club, summer camp, musicals & plays, competitions, SAT & prep classes, college visits, and then the next thing you know, it’s graduation time all over again!