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Letting go seemed as though it has been a major theme in my life this year. I had to let go of my daughter. She went away to college. I had to let go of my middle son. He went away to college. And I had to let go of my eldest son who transitioned from completing college to entering the workforce. Many people ask me, “How does it feel to know that all of your children are ‘grown’ and ‘gone’. I usually respond, “It feels different!”

Learning to let go can be difficult. For me, I thought it would be easy. In fact, I thought I had my emotions in check, until my second left. My second son was the last out of the nest, because he decided to stay home for two years to attend a community college. During this time he was attending the community college another college in the South called and offered him a football scholarship. I didn’t know they were offering it ‘right now’. I can remember thinking, “They are trying to cut my two year time period short.”  The moment I thought I anticipated, I actually was dreading. It was here! All the children would be gone.  

There were days as a mom, I had a full schedule: picking up the children from school, attending plays, track meets, football games; and the list went on and on…as a result, I thought this day would never come. But now it was here and it was time to let go. My children all were leaving the nest. My life as I knew it was ending. As my middle son walked out the door, my sister stated, “tissue please!” But I held the tears back, grabbed the oil and put my hands on him to bless him.

Inside of my family, and me we all were experiencing various emotions: afraid for them. Why? I was the children protector so who would keep them now? While this array of emotions can come out of nowhere, I took joy in knowing that separating from my child has been a lifelong process. In fact, from the moment the child is born, we start the separation process, and it is okay.  So I ran out to the car, laid my hands on him again, and whispered a prayer, “Thank you, Lord for taking care of my child.”

 

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