As I read everyone’s posts on Facebook about their kid’s school supply lists or clothes shopping…the sad realization hit me that this is the first year since 1994 that I have no supplies or clothes/shoes/backpacks to buy for anyone. I am essentially no longer needed. It’s a bittersweet thought. Part of me wants to cry that I’m no longer “all that” to them, while the other wants to rejoice that they have all become strong and independent adults. I have one son in the Air Force, a daughter-in-law in the Air Force and another son about to go to the Air Force. I have one that’s always on the road and messing with machinery and another who is burning the candle at both ends and in the middle. While I’m very proud of them, I’m also very scared for their safety, which I’m sure is a natural emotion. I often wonder if kids realize or appreciate the raw emotions that a parent feels every day, regardless of their age, their location, their maturity levels.
While we are not even thought of or talked to most days, or if they spend part of their life angry with us, they are still always one of the first things that we think about when we wake up and when we go to bed and most hours in between. It’s after they have children of their own and bear their own ups and downs of life, that they will fully understand what it means to be a parent…or even an adult for that matter–so I’m told and reminded. It’s the waiting for that to happen that is the rough part. Enjoy buying all those supplies while they still think you’re “all that”…it’ll be over before you know it :o(