They’re Supposed to Grow Up and Go Away if We Do Our Jobs Right–Right???

My son, Kevin, is beginning his second year of college. Been there and done that, right? Me, not him. It’s the second year. So, moving him into an apartment after his being back in the fold of our home all summer should be a piece of cake. Yet, I don’t want him to go. I resent the start of school that takes my son away from us. I can’t stand the empty place at dinner. I want to see his truck parked out front and know he’s safe in his bed down the hall at night.

I mean, I bore him, poured my heart, soul, and many years of my life into turning out a smart, kind, independent, and all-around great kid. Sure, we’ve both screwed up here and there, but what do you expect? He was the test child. Our first go at the hardest thing in the world. But I think it’s harder for most parents to let our kids go because of all that time and effort. And knowing that once they fly the coop, they never really come back for good.

I also realize I can’t expect him to live with his Mommy and Daddy forever. That’s absurd. My brain understands this, but the hovery, protective mommy part of me doesn’t feel that way. It doesn’t hurt that he’s helpful and is easy to have around. My husband is quieter about it, but I know it is equally hard for him. Kevin’s younger siblings mourn his absence and will miss the frequent visits to Waffle House and Moe’s with their brother.

I encourage his independence and never want to hold him back. His education is the stepping stone to future success. I’m excited for the adventures and new friends he will make throughout the year. I can’t wait to hear about it all. I will simply miss him not being around on a daily basis.

I can’t even imagine the worry and sorrow of families whose sons and daughters are out in the world somewhere in constant harm’s way.

If you are sending your son or daughter to college or the military near or far, I feel your pain, joy, excitement and terror. They are doing what they should–what we’ve prepared them for, even though it’s a struggle for us at times.

Best,

Susan

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