My Boys. My Life.

I don’t know why I’m crying.  He hasn’t even left for college yet. He’s only 12. But he will. And I miss him already. He’ll walk out that door in about 6 years and have a new, temporary address. He’ll make new friends and go to new restaurants.  He’ll buy new books and go to a new church. He won’t have a curfew.  He can watch what he wants on TV.  He can go to a horror movie even though he’ll go back to his dorm scared half to death. He’ll call me when he needs more money.  He’ll call me when he has a question about something he’s sure I can answer.  He’ll call me to tell me how he did on a test. And he’ll call me to ask if he can bring his laundry home to me to clean. And I’ll say yes 🙂 He’ll also call me just for no reason at all.  He’ll call me to check in and see how I am doing with his little brother.  He’ll call simply to tell me that he loves me. Because that’s the kind of son I have.  The kind of son I’m blessed to raise. I didn’t expect this emotion this morning when I tuned my Pandora station into my country blend.  A little Keith Urban, Rascal Flatts, Brad Paisley and Tim McGraw never hurt nobody.  Then Mr. Kenny Chesney decided to remind me how wonderful and terrible parenting is all in the same song called There Goes My Life. I guess that’s okay, Kenny. I needed a good cry.

6 thoughts on “My Boys. My Life.”

  1. I was just thinking the same thing the other day… looking through old pics of my kids when they were babies/toddlers… I was sitting at the computer browsing and tears began to fall. My daughter Emilee (11) said, “Mama, why are you crying?” and I said, “Because y’all were so dang cute and you grow up too fast!!” 🙂 Thanks for the reminder to cherish every moment. ((HUGS))

  2. Yep, mine are only 6 1/2 and 4 1/2 but I still feel the same way. I find my eyes tearing up at random moments when all of a sudden, out of no where it hits me how fast time is flying by and I can’t do anything to stop it. All I can do is cherish every moment I have.

  3. Been there…done that. That song came on one day right after i dropped my kiddos off at school and i balled the whole way home. All though mine are only 8 and 6….the time is truly flying by. Great reminder that these precious little kiddos wont be at home forever.

  4. That song makes me think about how my Dad must have felt when I went to college. Now I’m closer to my kids going away than the other way around. It’s rough to even think about. All we can do is raise them the best we can and try to instill the right thing in them. But, when your talking about your family, it’s hard to think that is enough, isn’t it? That’s why when my 10-year-old daughter says she wants to live with us forever, I just say “ok.” I’ll enjoy it while I can 😉

  5. Girl, I so know what you mean. I just realized recently that I am half way through my oldest’s time in our house before he heads off to college/career/wherever God takes him after I’m done and it nearly sent me into a panic. “1/2 way?! We’re over 1/2 way?! How can that be? I don’t have enough time left! Someone stop this madness! There’s too much left to teach!” Thanking God that He knows we’re 1/2 way which to Him is right on schedule.

  6. For 2 years, I’ve been living what you describe, Cindy. My son left for college two falls ago, and it wasn’t any easier the second year. It’s hard when he’s not sleeping right down the hall. All you can do is pray that you’ve raised him to know right from wrong, and that he won’t lose sight of what he knows is important, even when he’s out in the world alone.

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