As we were driving home from dinner out, I mentioned to the girls that they needed to write a letter to Ian so I could mail it tomorrow and Emily said "Where is Ian?" That is the way I have been feeling since I dropped him off. The house is more quiet with him off at camp {not necessarily a good thing} and I keep expecting to see him.
Yesterday after I dropped him off I kept myself busy but I couldn't keep the anxiety {a nervous tummy} at bay. Terry and I went to see a movie and that kept my mind busy and distracted but as the credits ran I noticed that one of the actors was named Ian so of course that got me thinking of him all the way home and before I knew it the tears were sliding down my cheeks. I just can't {and don't want to} imagine life with out him {I know I need to get my mind out of the negative} and on the drive home I said a few prayers to keep him safe and bring him home to us. It sure is hard giving your kids wings - when all you want to do is hold on to them and keep them close to you.
2 comments:
I know just how you feel. When Sahara left for her first overnight camp last year I was in shock and missed her more than I imagined I would. However, when she came home it was totally worth it to hear the fun stories and see the joy on her face.
Oh friend- I would be (and will be in August) feeling the same thing. You want them to have fun & adventures and know how important it is but at the same time - you want to protect them and make sure they are safe and sound. He will have a awesome time and you will wring your hands until you see him step off the bus. Have a nice glass of wine (or two) in the meantime!
Post a Comment