I have been living in a bit of denial for the past couple of weeks. In some ways, I should be prepared for Angel Daughter Number Two's departure to her college nest. I survived Angel Daughter Number One's first flight. I have been working up to this for eighteen years. Eighteen short years. When she was born, it seemed like forever away, but now, it has arrived far too quickly. And so she spreads her wings...And she leaps...I watch her take flight drifting gracefully, yet cautiously onto the singular air currents of her own life.
And as she turns back to wave, her apprehension is so apparent. Our eyes connect. Our hearts connect. Our souls connect, and I know that no matter how far she flies, she will always need me, just as I will always need her. So I drift silently underneath her current, as I do with AD1, to catch her if she flies too low.This is a mother's job. This is how we prepare them to fly. This is how we soar, together.
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...Hi Debra! That second photo is priceless - I love her face! lol... I know you would think this would become easier somehow having been thru it before but it isn't. Each time is gonna hurt just like the last and it is all you can do to just let them fly... You are such a wonderful mother and a wonderful person. Period.
...Blessings Angel Daughters as you fly high and free and to you Angel Debra, {{{{{hugs}}}}}...:o)
Oh Angel mom...you did such a tremendous job...your angels will never be far from you. Through all the changes in their lives they know you will be there to help them fly. Sweet Blessings my dear Debra.
lovely AD2 I am sure she will soar wonderfully! your lovely daughters have a wonderful base in you and their dad!
HUGS Laura
I have placed AD2 in God's Hands and the village that has raised her including her AD sibs and parents, will see her through.
It is a tribute to your motherhood that AD2 is able to fly for you have prepared her well with your love and care.
Please keep me posted on AD2's flight. I live vicariously through her.
Much love and hugs to you, Deb. Motherhood isn't for wimps!
Beautiful! And eternal.
Oh, I can relate, dear friend. I relate.
xoxo
Boy do I know how you feel! I am thinking of you!
I love each and every post. Thank you for the kind note you left on the ballet post. Almost unbearable to write, and maybe harder to post. I was really afraid someone might leave a comment that was crappy, so I just closed it to comments. I didn't want you to think it was anything you'd said. You know - my brother lives in Covina. He's a plumber. (Plumbing Pro) and an amazing writer. I'm trying to get him to start a blog. He's 46 and a Springsteen fan.
o no.........what are you saying? That I should scrap the whole plan involving keeping her in a tower forever? Darnit. This is going to keep me awake for the next fourteen years.
But seriously, from what i have gleaned of you from your interactions in cyberspace your children are well prepared for what lies ahead. I nominate you as one of the best moms in cyberspace today.
great post Deb....I am having similar thoughts of my children growing up and just wrote a post on it that will publish on tues...must be in the air!!
Hi Deb - your girls are so lucky to have had such a great nest. I know just the ambivalence you (and she!) must be feeling -- so much of parenthood is like that. as proud as we are, it just goes by too fast. Thinking of you...xxoo
What a doll! My last one is getting his master's and has moved into an apartment. Now I'm suffereing from empty nest syndrome.
Hugs,
Cathie
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