In 8 days I will be taking my youngest child to college. This past weekend, we visited my other son and his wife in the home they just purchased, less than two years after getting married, and less than a year after they both graduated college. I'm not sure how this happened. It was only say, 3 weeks ago that I was chasing tow-headed toddlers and watching rocks splash in puddles. And surely it was only 2 weeks ago I was confiscating the remote or begging, bribing and weeping over ignored homework. And while I always thought that as my kids grew up I was heeding the wizened advice of those who had finished raising kids who said "Enjoy these days/years - they will go by quickly" I am suddenly feeling a bit panicky that I may not, in fact have slowed down enough, done enough, listened enough,said enough, laughed enough, hugged enough. And I am at times tempted to sink hopelessly into a sea of doubts, inadequacies and "should haves". But I came across an essay this summer that gave me a new perspective that I will be clinging desperately to in the coming weeks and years.Even through the tears which have already started to cascade when they find any moment, whether opportune or not. I share it in its original form (or at least the link to it) because it is amusing and beautiful and poignant. Definitely worth taking a few moments to read. (If you click the link,it takes you to the google search - click on the first item, "Why My Third Husband Will Be Dog). Enjoy. And no offer to stop by the empty nest will be denied.
lisa scottoline road map - Google Search
Time goes by way too quickly. :(
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