The Hardest Best Day

Kissing Thing1 goodbye two years and one pandemic ago as we dropped him off on the corner closest to his dorm was tough but good. He was doing what kids are supposed to do. He was trimming away the apron strings.

But then, yesterday, he shredded them.

He had been back for two weeks after his classes ended and then packed up and drove back to school to an apartment he’s rented for the summer. Without any prompting from his parents who would really love to spend more time with him, he’s found work and a place to live and started building an adult life.

He submitted to a long maternal hug and some tearful kisses, promised not to drive too fast and text when he got there safe (which he forgot to do, of course). It’s what he’s supposed to be doing, and, even thought in some ways it’s the hardest day of being his mom, having the proof that he’s standing on his own two feet and happy made it the one of the best.

 

2 thoughts on “The Hardest Best Day

  1. Having never been a parent, I can only imagine the span of emotions. I think parenthood is probably the most important job a person can have and I’m afraid most people do not realize it. I believe I would not have been equal to the task, in many ways. However your boys seem to have hit the jackpot with their parents. I wish you all the best for your next stage.

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