The Art of Letting Go

This weekend we have the pleasure of watching our youngest graduate. My baby girl, the youngest of four. It is bittersweet for lack of a better word. Tomorrow is the last time I will watch one of my children graduate high school and no more picking her up from school and asking what adventure she would like to go on before heading home.

We are all so proud of her and her accomplishments. She will graduate with honors and was gifted her medallion and stole Thursday. Her next adventure is college several hours from home but near close family. I know she will be safe and thrive.

I was thinking the other day about how as a mom our child grows inside of us. We care for and nurture our body to provide a good home for our child before birth. Once our child is born that first sound is an awakening, the first touch is amazing. Here is this beautiful part of us we have felt all these months and now we can hold. The love we feel is like no other love. The “Mama Bear” is born to care, teach and protect.

When you think about it parenting is teaching our child to grow to thrive on his or her own. So as we hold on tight we soon have to let go just a little at a time. Milestones teach us we have to help our child learn to soar. Kindergarten is generally our first time we have to watch our child go away from us. I remember crying the first time I watched my children climb on the bus. Their little legs and feet disappearing from view, counting the hours until they would be home. I cannot say it got easier along the way.

Time moves so rapidly it seems weeks become years in the blink of an eye. I was talking to my Dad and told him I hope I have taught my children what they need to know to be an adult and a good person. I hope I have given them what they need to thrive and enjoy life. He told me the fact I wonder and worry says I most likely did. I’m thankful to be able to sit with him and speak openly.

Here we are in two blinks at High School Graduation. We will be loud and proud when she is announced. I mean seriously, is anyone going to wait to cheer once all graduates have been called. We will once more reach a milestone of letting go a little more. It is time to allow her more independence (if you know my youngest -she is the definition of independent and confident) and watch her spread her wings and soar.

Eighteen years just doesn’t seem long enough at times. Basically, we are teaching our children how to live on their own and hope we did it right so they come home. I know I look forward to Family Weekend and breaks so we can adventure and spend time. I know she will be “Homeward Bound” and I need not worry. Amazing our biggest gift is one we have to let go and allow to thrive and create a life of their own. I have to say it is all worth it and the pride when we see our children happy, enjoying life and thriving is a great gift. My cup runneth over.

God bless you, God keep you and God watch over you!

The Happy Mileurs

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