Still Learning To Let Go
I have been at this momming gig for twenty-four years now. In that time, I would say I have become somewhat of an expert on certain things. I have a certain level of expertise in all things laundry. I can easily fit three to four loads of laundry into my schedule on most days. I know that soccer socks must be washed in a load by themselves or everything else in there will have a distant stench of musty feet. I don’t want to brag but I even learned a trick to get baseball dirt...
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When our oldest son turned five, my husband was depressed at the thought of our little boy growing so big. He resisted that birthday more than any other we’ve experienced. At the time, it didn’t seem to me like that big of a deal. We still had lots of babies underfoot and I felt like five was still so young. But I think my husband saw down a road I was too distracted or too afraid to look. He saw our babies growing up and growing independent and it broke his heart...
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The journey from the cradle to college is almost over for my first born. It hit me with fresh awareness as we visited her future college and when the bill was presented to be signed it was her signature that they requested, not mine. This year was filled with college applications, senior activities and a plethora of “lasts”, all leading to the hardest part of my job: letting go. From the time my babies were placed in my arms I knew that this day was coming, hanging...
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