Terese - posted on 04/26/2016 ( 1 mom has responded )
Yesterday on my way to my office I saw a little boy that reminded me of my son when he was that age. The memories came flooding back and so did the feelings of guilt. I worked full-time as a therapist working with teens and my husband was battling brain cancer, eventually losing his battle and raising a beautiful little girl who is now 13. I always put my family first, like many moms do, making sure never to work late and devoted my weekends to family time. Took them to the park, children's museums, playgroups, Gymboree, my gym, fencing, etc... while taking care of my wonderful husband through his battle and many appt's, MRI's and treatment. I know I did my best, as a therapist I remind parents that they do their best. Now my son is going to a great college 3 hours away and while I am proud of him, I also have a heavy heart because he is leaving. I won't be able to kiss him goodnight or hear about his day, or complain that he left his wet clothes in the dryer. Where did the time go? I was so busy juggling so many balls in the air that I didn't enjoy it and savor it. I was too busy surviving and taking care of everyone and now it is a blur. I am so sad and my eyes are filled with tears. My son has told me that he will miss me and that he is sad to leave us too. He wants me to drop him off at his high school before he graduates so that he too can have a final day when his mommy drops him off. Where did it all go? It is just a blur....