PARTING IS REALLY SWEET SORROW
You bet. It’s that time of year again. Dads and moms are camping hundreds and in many cases thousands of kilometer after kilometer to drop out their scholars at university or college. For most it could bittersweet. For moms, that is a tornado churning inside our minds. On one hand we are happy for our children. They are now grown up (or so they say) and ready to venture out into the entire world. On the other hand, some of our hearts are generally breaking. The many years movement have flown by and aren’t rather ready to mention goodbye. Parting is such fairly sweet sorrow.
Has not been it only the other day that we delivered them your home from the healthcare facility. They were thus small and dependent. When they snapped up our hand and smiled we melted. We wanted to permit them to have everything which wanted them to have all of their ambitions come true.
Thereafter, the baby years appeared. With all the ‘nos’ and the ‘mine’ and the dreaded potty training. Most of us felt there is nothing worse than the following. Temper tantrums ruled the house and don’t perhaps even get me started to the bedtime pull of warfare.
But then, some people grew up to always be teenagers. All of us longed for that terrible twos again. While in the teen decades, we often seen ourselves wanting for the day as soon as they would leave home. Can college or university come suddenly? Especially during the summer just after high school school. Tempers flared, doors were being slammed and we wondered simply who was moving into our house. Continue reading “PARTING IS REALLY SWEET SORROW “