I have an 18 year old!
I just can’t believe it. I know that this is the season of his life where I am supposed to start letting go, and I feel myself doing it already but it doesn’t feel natural. I mean, I’ve been his mama for 18 years. I was created to care for him. How do you care for your growing child when they are beginning to step further and further away into a new life as an adult?
Where do I belong in this new season of his life?
The answer is quite simple.
On my knees – just like I have been from day one. The truth is that he will always need this part of me and that I don’t have to let go of how I mother him in this way. In fact, he may need me more now than ever, so I better get my eyes off of my grieving heart and look to see how I can be there for him in this way even more.