I just hugged & kissed Writer Son good-bye. He is my firstborn. (Yep, it has been a very emotional week!) Tomorrow morning at 5am he will begin his two day drive from California to Texas to be with his sweetheart. He'll be finding a job & looking for a place to live. It will be the place that he & Miss M will begin their married life together after the wedding in October!
My heart is full. This will be a stream-of-consciousness post because when I feel this way it always helps to pour it out in writing. I don't feel bad at all, just full. Full of thankfulness for such an amazing & sweet man to call my son. I sat here on my couch & listened to him talk about how he loves hearing Miss M think aloud about the wedding plans & all the details, but that his mind is on the fun daily things of life together. He is fantasizing about going grocery shopping together, choosing their home or talking about their days at work in the evenings. (And yes, of course those are not all he is fantasizing about!) He has a silly grin while he talks to me, so cute, so genuine.
Writer Son is going to be a wonderful husband. I have always known this. Not sure why I have known this about him. He has always been one to think of the others in his life more than himself. He is a good, loyal friend to so many people. His gang threw him a huge going away party last night; the Facebook invitation said, "Let's get together & make him feel guilty as hell for leaving us, he should feel as bad as we do, bring it!" Ha!
We may not see him again until the wedding weekend. That is hard to swallow. But, O thank you God for Facebook!! Seriously! And Skype! I already enjoy hour-long phone chats with Miss M, we are good friends from when she was a student in our ministry school. I am so, so blessed in that area! Oh my goodness, I used to worry about how it would feel to watch my son give his heart to someone I did not know or worse yet, someone I did not like. But Miss M has been our family friend & Writer Son's Best friend for 5 years. Yes, I am extremely blessed, I know!
My little, skinny, freckle-face munchkin is a grown man, entering into a brand new life as a husband many states away from us.......And I am good. My heart is happy. We are blessed. What more could I ask for?
It's amazing isn't it? One day we're bringing them home and the next they are making their homes. Our two oldest daughters are 28. They're both married with three kids each. Our next two are out on their own trying to find their way in this world. We have four still at home. Two are entering college this fall, one is a junior and our youngest is 11. I thought that I would get used to it all, but I haven't. The years have flown and they have blossomed.
ReplyDeleteThank you for sharing.
It's amazing isn't it? One day we're bringing them home and the next
ReplyDeletethey are making their homes. Our two oldest daughters are 28. They're
both married with three kids each. Our next two are out on their own
trying to find their way in this world. We have four still at home. Two
are entering college this fall, one is a junior and our youngest is 11.
I thought that I would get used to it all, but I haven't. The years
have flown and they have blossomed.
Thank you for sharing.
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ReplyDeleteTeri....I am exhausted just reading your family line up!! Ha! wow, no more complaining about 2 boys! Thanx for your encouraging words!
ReplyDeleteGLS...totally!
That post brought a little tear to my eye(s) and lump in my throat. My kids are so so little right now...but I have the curse of reality from years of work with high school and college students...year after year when a group of kids would graduate, parent after parent would tell me how it was "just yesterday" that they were babies. I feel it already and I try so hard to hold on to these young years!!!
ReplyDeleteBy the way...
ReplyDeleteYour son sounds golden...how could he have gone wrong....right?? Sounds like a wonderful "last week" before the next chapter.