Monday, January 17, 2011

Little Birdy Leaves the Nest

At the end of this week, I'll get in a car with someone that has been with me for nearly every day of the last 19 years.  Somehow I'll try not to get emotional or too sentimental as we drive down Hwy 5 to Long Beach.  I'll try not to think about how I left home at 19 and never came back (except brief vacations).  I'll try not to second guess if I did a good enough job as a mother... especially these last four years.

I was barely out of my teens when I had my son. The two of us grew up together - me as a "mom" and he as an independent young man.  I don't think I had the same level of natural mothering instincts as some of my friends, but my son drove me to give my best. 

I think right before I say "Good-bye, I love you.", I'll also tell him "Thank You".

1 comment:

melodramaticfool said...

"My son drove me to give my best" - beautiful! Even when we have poor role models or no confidence in our own abilities, all we have to do is look at our child. When our heart swells with that feeling of "we would die for them", you know that sometimes, that's all you need to remind yourself that you are a good mother. And you are a good mother!!

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