Yesterday I wrote a blog post with the prompt Story....you can read about it here.
Today I have another story to write. It's the story of a mother. A mother who's heart is full....and yet empty.
When you have your first child, you are so excited to have this sweet little baby in your arms. Your story has begun....as you have become a mother and your child is intertwined with your heart and your story is also intertwined.
You anxiously await for each milestone...checking them off as your baby accomplishes them.
First smile...
First time rolling over...
First time you fed them...
First time standing...
First time walking...
And it progresses...
First time going to school...
First date...
First time driving...
And then it happens.
They graduate high school.
When on earth did this happen? How did the time go by so quickly?
And then the impossible happens....
They go off to college.
They become adults.
They move on.
Your heart breaks.
And although you are so happy, so excited for your child's story to begin....
He doesn't look for you to solve his problems anymore.
You aren't his world anymore.
He will write his own story now...
I am so proud of my son...
For he has taken an important step in adulthood and gone off to college.
My heart misses him so very much though.
Yesterday I expected him to come out of his bedroom.
He never did.
Today I remembered him blessing the sacrament at church...
He wasn't there.
His memories are all around me while he is creating new ones for himself.
This is the time our stories go separate ways...
We will meet up sometimes and create chapters...
And for that I can't wait.
I miss him terribly....and yet I am so excited for him.
