I get emotional at the oddest times.
Today while I changed the water and my middle son came out and we checked out his pickup to see if the totes we bought were just the right size.
When we gabbed over the truck bed leaned on the sides like a couple of old farmers.
When he took off his hat and leaned his head to me for his obligatory kiss and actually smiled about it.
When his pickup backed up and drove down our street.
These are the times where I wonder if my heart will be yanked out from its place.
My husband smiles knowingly. "Are you crying? Why?" How do I answer that? "I'm just emotional," I explain. Knowing he is facing his own emotions during this time of our second son leaving for college, is comforting to me. Even though I don't make any sense to any of them!
"Well baby," I say assuredly, "we get to begin again." Not everyone gets that chance. We talked about how "we would not change it for one minute." We grew up with our boys I'm afraid. Young and dumb. But so full of life and love for them.
The roles change and the time marches but those ties and feelings are set in stone. Tied to my heart strings forever!
The tip of the head and the taking off of the hat will continue! Besides, my youngest is looking forward to more room in the house!
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