So the day finally came, the one that every mother dreads, when your first born flies the nest to discover the world for themselves…….
It was the hardest day ever on Sunday when we drove Josh to Uni near Liverpool. My mothers instinct to protect, make everything perfect, care for, nurture and provide was working overtime.. probably to the point of Josh wanting me to go home as soon as possible and let him just get on!!
I was pleasantly surprised on arrival… the uni and his room were so much better than expected … my mothers mind was put to rest!!!
The time to leave came around far too quickly, but knowing that we had at least a five hour journey home we couldn’t hang around any longer. I have never felt such a wrench in my heart, that final act of letting go was definitely the most difficult… nothing quite prepares you for the pain that you feel… it’s horrid.
What a privilege to have shared his life with him thus far….. so many happy, treasured memories. I am proud to be his mum and so very proud to call him my son.
Time now to wipe away the tears and replace them with a smile….. new beginnings for us both, new opportunities to embrace and new memories to be made.