pangs
Just wondering how long I’ll keep having twinges of sadness while saying goodbye to Amanda as she heads off with her husband. To a different house. Where she now lives. Away from me.
Sigh.
Good thing they’re so awesome together.
Otherwise this would be really hard.
It is hard to have them leave home. But it sounds like this is a very positive move.
Cas
I wish I knew the answer to that one. For me, it never goes away. Makes me wonder if my own parents still have these.
My very dear friend just cried on my shoulder yesterday about her daughter who just turned 18 and will be leaving for college in a few weeks. The tears were bittersweet. I hope the pain eases for you too.
I know that my mom always feels sad when we leave and I’m in my 50′s! Going from a full house to an empty one. She often comments that it reminds her of when we went off to boarding school.
Now it’s me—I’m sad to watch my own son to away to college—as well as anxious about how we’re going to pay for it
Wow – I don’t know how long…as my kids get older I start thinking about things like that more and more…it makes me miss them already and they haven’t even left yet!
As a grownup kid myself (I’m twenty-three) I bet she feels the same way. I always feel a little blue every time I leave my mom’s house and make the trek back to my apartment–where I live. Apart from her. But it helps to know that I can always come home.
Thanks so much for sharing
My daughter left home 2 1/2 years ago and it is still VERY hard. I so miss her being a part of our everyday life!!
I bet it is hard for her, too. Especially with a Mom like you, Mary.
Steph
Oh yes – they are so beautiful together! Grandpa Ron and I were so pleased they came to see us at the family gathering on Sunday. They are glowing newly-weds!
I love your blog! Thankyou!!
As one of those grown-up kids whose mother isn’t so nice about letting go, do you have any tips on getting her to understand that I want a life together with my sweetheart?
I’ll bet it’s hard for her too. When I was newly married, even though I’d been living independently for awhile, I hated saying goodbye to my mom when we visited. I felt like suddenly my home wasn’t my home anymore, and I didn’t know how to fix that.