How Could This Happen?

My sweet firstborn. My rule follower. My first love.

I just got the email. You know, the one that gives you your child’s graduation date and time. And I can’t stop crying. I’m not ready. I know he’s not just going to graduate and leave the house. And some of you may have been through this before and think it’s not that big of a deal. But my heart doesn’t quite know what to do. I’m ecstatic and super proud of him. At the same time I’m just not ready to let him go. as selfish as it may seem, I just wasn’t prepared for it to happen so quickly. And if you’re a parent you know what I mean by that. He was just in elementary school. He was just playing football in middle school. He just wanted to play outside.


And now we have to sit down and figure out what path he wants to take. not that I haven’t been trying. Well I’m a worried mama he’s still scared. I don’t blame him.

I blinked and he grew up. He’s a wonderful young man. A cranky teenager. And there’s nothing I wouldn’t do for him.

And I’m still crying lol.

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5 Responses to How Could This Happen?

  1. It’s a strange feeling, mother of five here. Theres time when I would just love to have them all home and little again.

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  2. anitashope says:

    And one day he will give you grandchildren. And you will cry then as well. It’s what we moms do.

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  3. Michelle says:

    Awww…sending hugs your way!! 🤗

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