H A G-Wise 7 | The Wise Elder

My youngest son left home yesterday. He’s twenty, a young man, his own person, no longer my child. I have loved every stage of all of my offsprings’ development, never harking back with longing to their toddler years, or looking forward wonderingly to the next phase, whatever that might be. I realise now that I have rested in the moments as they occurred, and somehow, that feels important, as if I have given as much of myself as was possible to each moment, to the experience of simply being with...