It's 4:30am on Saturday. The house is quiet. Rich has just gone to to the gym in preparation for another day of drill. I have muffins baking in the oven.
Soon I will hear the stirring of my only daughter and her husband as they begin to begin their day. Having been home for two months (during most of the winter out West), they will wave goodbye and drive off in their loaded down car back to New Mexico.
As parents, Rich & I worked so hard to help our children grow and become independent, well-adjusted and mature adults. To take life and LIVE it ... to "get out of here" and experience what the World has to offer. We never wanted our children to be afraid to try...afraid to fly. We wanted them to find their happiness and never let my husband and I be the reason they didn't.. the reason they stayed...the reason they regretted. To love and be loved.
It stinks to get it right! There is always a price to pay.
I tell myself one day it will get easier to watch them leave but I just can't believe that lie...it leaves me sad and empty each and every time.
Peace
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