"What I miss...or not so much"

It's been a week now

since we dropped our girl off at University.

It's been a good week...

a -feeling-things-out-week

a growing sense of

what I miss or don't miss

kind of week.

I don't miss...

hair in the shower

hair in the sink

hair in the laundry

you get the picture:)

I don't miss

the vast amount of drama housed in this girl's tiny frame

knowing "too much information"

untold glasses in the sink(because she uses a new one every time she takes a drink of water!!!

--the stack of dirty dishes from her bedroom

For sure there is

less laundry

less dishes to wash

less cleaning

All of which are lovely if I'm honest

But all of this does point to this new normal

my girl is gone

at least for now

But I do miss

the sound of her voice

that beautiful smile

and the swish of her gorgeous mane of auburn hair

I miss

her unique sense of humor

and the dramatic inflections in her voice

I miss giving her kisses on her head throughout the day

I miss praying with her before bed

and singing "our song" every night

(yes, still at 18)

But the season we're both in is good and right 

for both of us

She's done a lot of growing up

in one week!!!

And I am gratefully proud

 

She relied on me for a great deal of emotional support

and I was quick and ready to provide

And I don't regret this for a moment

Did I do too much for her in the practical aspects of living?

Yep!

It was just sort of the "arrangement" that unfolded

"My Mama will do it, so why should I?"

 

And so a new season has come

 a  time for her to step out

and me to step back

Two years ago I learned how to text

and now...

what a gift!

I know enough of the day to day happenings

to keep me connected

mostly contented

and always praying

I love my girl

"to the moon and back"