I’m not gonna lie, I’ve been struggling lately with the realization that our kids are almost grown and how the dynamic in our household is subtly changing each year. With that struggle comes a little bit of self doubt. I wonder if we taught them everything they are going to need to know as adults. I question whether, with all my faults, I was a “good enough” mom.
But I recently had an experience that helped change that narrative in my brain and I’ve decided to share just in case any of you suffer from similar insecurities.
Schoolbag in hand, she leaves home in the early morning Waving goodbye with an absent-minded smile I watch her go with a surge of that well-known sadness And I have to sit down for a while
It’s the first day of school, and today, both Danni and I will need a moment. We will need to have a moment to sit down and absorb that “well known sadness.” If you have kids, you know it. The mixture of pride, melancholy, and nerves that accompanies the back to school wave from us to them.