Friday, April 25, 2008
I'm Not Gonna Lie...
It's been a couple of emotional days for me. And though it's embarrassing to be so emotional, I guess I am what I am. (Thanks for that quote, Popeye.) I'll get through it fine.
But I will tell you that it was quite possibly the hardest thing I have ever done. Ever.
I sat on the bed talking to Buddy the morning he left, and I realized that right then was probably the last time I would see my little boy. When he comes back he will be grown up, as he should be.
I think it's just hard to end pieces of your life. That piece of my life where all my kids live at home with us is over now. I wonder if I did it well enough, you know?
I'm not under any illusions that I'm the first parent to ever send my son out into the world to do something difficult. Sheesh, I guess I can be glad I wasn't David's mom right before he decided to take lunch to his brothers who were fighting the Philistines. Joseph and Lucy Smith had no picnic going on. And I'm pretty sure Abraham had a test that I could never have passed.
But as I sat in the missionary meeting, counting down the minutes, then seconds until I was going to have to really say good-bye, and not even hug him again for two whole years, it occurred to me that the only thing harder than having him go, would be NOT having him go.
This I can do. That might have done me in.