I remember when they were so little, needing me for everything. I thought we had so much time to spend. I sadly realized my mistake. I "thought" we had time, but the day has come. The day as a parent, you dread, college drop off! As I watched Tra and Taylor pack up their rooms. Decide what to take and what to leave behind. My heart beats a little faster as I watch the last box gets taped, all laundry is folded and packed. They look at me and say, "Momma, I think that's it. I'm all packed".
I swear I had a nuclear meltdown in my head; my body decided to start sweating in place I didn't know I could sweat. My heart stopped beating! I wanted to yell; It can't be time! "Just a little bit longer"! They were just five years old, starting elementary, needing me. I quickly learned I couldn't hold on to time. You can't slow it down or stop it. How do I stand back and let my boys start their new journey without me? How do I say goodbye? To say my heart hurts is an understatement. Watching my babies walk away and into their dorm was one of the hardest things I have ever done.
As much as my heart is breaking, I am also excited to see the men God created them to be. The dynamics of our relationships have started changing from parent to more of a friend. But, don't get me wrong; I will most definitely be at their dorm to knock some sense into them if needed. But God says in Proverbs 22:6 Direct your children onto the right path, and when they are older, they will not leave it. I trust in the Lord with all that I am, and I know as he is walking beside me, he is there with them.
I love you Bubba & Taylor, I am so proud of you!!