There is nothing more exciting than the morning you wake up, hand the children their suitcases and leave for the airport on yet another family vacation. The possibilities are endless and the unknown creates a buzz of excitement, despite the sleepy eyes and too heavy suitcases. The only baggage is just that...a suitcase. How different as time goes on and the children become young adults. It seems there is a never ending succession of dropping them at an airport, bravely saying goodbye while wishing they could come back and be 6 again in their rooms. Who has baggage now? Didn't we do our jobs to make them independent and able to fly free of the nest? Yearning for the past won't make it so. My suitcase is full of memories, pride, sorrow that it all went so quickly tinged with the happy knowledge that we did our jobs. The trip from being a mom 24/7 to stepping back a bit from young adults is another adventure that has just begun.
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