Tuesday, January 7, 2014

And away he goes....

I told him to find someone else to drive him to the airport, if possible. I hate goodbyes. Especially ones involving my kids. But, it was difficult finding someone who wasn't working at 2 in the afternoon. It came back to Mom. So, I skipped the mascara and put on my enormous sunglasses so he wouldn't see me cry. Now he's off to a brand new life in the big city - New York City, namely - with the woman of his dreams and an ocean of opportunity before him. How is it possible to be so sad and so happy at the same time?

4 comments:

susan zacher said...

Hi Boomer Girl.. I am in the same situation today. Driving my son to the airport to say goodbye. He is off on a journey alone to Australia to discover himself and some of our beautiful planet. It is indeed a bitter sweet moment, I am sad, yet thrilled for the adventures he is about to experience. I forgot my sunglasses, as it is raining here, so the world gets to see my tears of love. Good bye my beautiful son, I love you, Ma xo

Cathy Hamilton said...

Oh, Susan. I have been there, too. My son went to New Zealand alone a few years ago (pre-Skype, I think) and was gone for ten months. I cried buckets that time. He missed my dad's funeral and the home team's NCAA championship celebration, but he came back a more mature, worldly and appreciative person. Hang in there. xo

KJ said...

It's always such a bittersweet day when our sons leave on their adventures. And the thing is, it's exactly what we want for them! To be strong, to start a new chapter of their life, to be independent...it's the letting go part that is the roughest for us sometimes. He'll have great stories to tell, Cathy, and I bet you'll be hearing from him more than you expect to. Here's to his new life! And yours! ♡

Cathy Hamilton said...

You're right, KJ. This is the third major adventure/departure for him, so we're getting used to it. I'm very thankful for Skype, FaceTime, Instagram, etc. Technology is a godsend, most of the time.