one lets oneself go, when one
yields - even to sadness.
~Antoine de Saint-Exupéry
It's been a long week,
one filled with much
sadness and many tears.
You would think since I
have been through this
three times before that
it would be easier, but
it's not. Another chapter
has closed in my life and
I wasn't ready.
Having one's baby,
and yes, t[he]y will always
be my babies, leave my
home to begin a new
life out in this big world
came too fast.
I know it was just yesterday
that I was breastfeeding, changing
diapers and wondering if I would
ever get to sleep again or to
have five minutes just for a shower
and then I found myself packing
boxes to move my son to his own
I know he was [is] ready, even if
I'm not, because let's be honest,
I'll never be ready. I would love it
if all my children would live here
forever. Yes, I have the property
so there is enough room for them
all to have homes, but they have
their own lives, their own dreams
I still have one at home, my soon
to be sixteen year old. So I am
going to try to not blink and
hopefully he won't grow up and
leave any time soon, I don't think
I could handle it.