I haven’t been alone for twenty-one years.
In that time, I’ve had a child with me.
That will change in a few days.
Both kids will go to college.
Far away.
I’m excited for them, and for us.
But waiting for that separation is difficult.
A painful squeeze wraps around my waist like a too-tight invisible belt.
The tension amplifies every time I see a reminder of what’s about to happen.
And there are a lot of reminders around the house.
The waiting is killing me.
I’m the type who prefers to rip a bandaid off, fast.
I want to feel the quick blade of pain and be done with it.
As I wait, I wonder. How will the house feel when they’re gone?
At night, will my husband and I close the bedroom door when no one is around?
What will life be like without these two wonderful creatures in the house, every day?

I don’t know.
Life will be different.
The change will be good.
I’m ready to walk on a new path.
And so are my daughters.
So here’s to new journeys!
Let’s take the unfamiliar road that tests us,
even if we feel a too-tight belt of tension and uncertainty.
Eventually, that belt will loosen and we’ll feel comfortable again.
Published on August 23, 2017 02:00