It actually gets a little easier each time, watching my son walk away at five-thirty in the morning, get on a plane at LAX, head to his new life 1200 miles away. …
It gets easier because I’m so proud of him, and so proud of how he’s navigating life almost all on his own now. Despite the fact he was just a little pipsqueak up to my knee just … yesterday, wasn’t it? … he now navigates all these airports with no problem, navigates his life at school, gets to his newspaper job in the middle of the night, buys his own groceries, makes his own meals. … It’s kind of an amazing thing, actually, watching your kids become adults.
And seeing them forge forward through life with resourcefulness and confidence. …
I guess those — along with your love and respect and adoration — are some of the greatest gifts you can give. …
I love that young man. Even from this far away, I can see how he is growing up. You and Chris have done a terrific job. I am so proud of him and of my family.
Right? ! ?
That was perfect Laurie.
I really often wonder how we were so blessed.
That is one of the hardest things that no-one ever tells you about parenthood. Even when you know you have taught them to be self sufficient, you still wish it hadn’t happened so fast! I still find myself trying to help (or thinking I need to) when they usually have it all figured out on their own! Congrats, you should be proud!
Somehow that made me sad and happy at once. I know watching my friends kids grow up has been strange…remembering all their stages and life lessons they learned as they grew, and now that they are adults and some have kids of their own, it’s just amazing for me to see them as mature adults, and not the tiny, clingy toddlers they once were.
You and your family have always been in our prayers. Keep holding on to his hands.