It was inevitable that my sweet little baby would grow up and graduate some day, but am I ready to launch my college-bound young man today?
Well, let me think about it for a moment – from birth until now, I have raised my son in preparation for this monumental day – graduation. All of the worries, late night talks, helping with homework, the laughter and the tears, have come to this final moment. It seems as if the years since his first day of preschool have flown by.
Although I am experiencing thoughts of sadness, the fact is, I brought my son up to succeed, and he has done so. And while I am tremendously proud, at the same time, I know this landmark occasion signals the fact that my son will soon be leaving the nest and that’s hard for me to comprehend.
I know that my son graduating, turning eighteen, and calling his own shots will truly take some getting used to. However, just because he’s college-bound doesn’t mean he’s about to pull a disappearing act, right? I will undoubtedly receive plenty of attention when he needs to know how to “do” something, and of course, he’ll be around on the weekends (or at least when he wants clean clothes). In my heart, I know that I will eventually come to accept that my child has grown up and taken a new path in life, but I can take comfort in the fact that, as his parent, I will always be a part of his life.
I’m happy, really. I know I have done a wonderful job raising a successful, loving, intelligent, and caring young man. It is dazzling to think of all of the new and wonderful things my grown son will be able to share with me. It’s not the end; it’s the beginning of a new chapter in my son’s life – one I will be a part of for many years to come.
And of course, now it’s my turn to take some time for me!
