A Beautiful Thing….sorta

I realized this month that my children are capable, independent, loving people. (well, maybe not quite independent since one is in college and the other high school!) Don’t get me wrong — I am not the kind of mom that holds onto her kids so tightly they have to sneak out to get away.  I have always encouraged by kids to be big and bold and brave – to discover their own dreams and wishes.  I have enjoyed watching them grow-up; I am proud that they are quite accomplished in their current lives and that their future is bright.  But two things happened recently that drove home the idea that Mom & Dad really are no longer the most important people in their lives.

First, my daughter got engaged to the most wonderful, young man I could have wished for her. He is smart and funny and adores Sarah. I am thrilled for her, but I recognize that his thoughts and hopes are much more important to her now than mine.

Yesterday, I read one of the most beautiful poems; I was quite surprised when I realized it was written by my son. He painted a moment so brilliantly it shook my heart. And yet, when I read the attached “inspired by” paragraph his english teacher requires, it wasn’t me.

Now neither of these two “aha’s” were unexpected. I just wasn’t expecting the revelation so soon.  All through the life’s of our children we hope and pray that we will send them out into the world expectant of all the wonderful things that await them. And, I am truly enthralled by the paths and decisions they are both making.

But, in all their joy, just a bit of wistful sadness escapes my heart with the realization that their faces are turned toward their future now and not so much at Mom and Dad anymore.