As the bitter coldness of the outside strikes with wind causing the leaves to fall from the trees, I'm inside nestled under a blanket with a hot cup of coffee while writing up this post. I woke up a bit later than usual, started a cup of coffee and then spent a little time with my husband before he headed to work. I watch as my poor husband stresses about our finances, which often consumes his mind. I'm blessed to have a man who works so hard and I pray God releases all of that tension from him. As for me, I'm off work today and that's all thanks to the veterans of the United States. The school I drive for has off but my kids' district does not so my daughter left for school and my son is starting his online college classes and will head to high school later this afternoon.
My son is now a licensed driver. An extra worry for this mother. Yesterday he drove himself to school and work for the first time and I've never felt a level of anxiety quite this high before. The dog and I watched from the window as he pulled away and my eyes began to fill with tears. Just as it did when I watched him ride off on the school bus for the very first time in kindergarten. This, of course, feels much more different.
Mothers of older children, how did you do it? How did you let them go? I know, I know, it's just part of parenthood. We raise our children to become independent and self-sufficient but when that time comes, wow, it's difficult. He'll be 18 in a few weeks and months away from graduating high school. He's been looking at a few colleges; one is two hours away and that's the one he's most interested in. No matter how old he gets I will always picture that little boy with a content smile and innocent mind who constantly said "I love you, Mommy" with little arms wrapped around me.
Now he's apparently too much of a man for that.
Okay, now that I've gotten myself emotional. Moving on.
The plan for today is to stay at home and take advantage of my extra time to clean as much as I can. Maybe do a little baking too. So many parts of my home get neglected and it's taking a toll on me. I'll have dinner ready by the time my husband gets home and then he's off to do his duty as director of the school board. My son and I will be joining for part of the meeting as they are giving recognition to the runners who qualified for districts. I'll be out of there quickly after and before they do the public comment period because some of those speakers are ... well, let's say it's better if I not share a room with them. They can get very mean towards the school board. I'm a bit overprotective.
I guess that's it for today. Enjoy your Tuesday and if you are or your spouse is a veteran I just want to give a huge THANK YOU for your service! This is my grandpa, who would have turned 102 in October but died at the age of 80. He fought in both Normandy and the Battle of the Bulge during World War 2. Both of his parents came to the USA from Poland and he was proud of that Polish heritage. Once he finished his time in the army he became an aircraft mechanic and raised 6 kids (my dad being the second oldest) with my grandmother. I miss you, Grandpa!
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