Spreading Wings and a Sunday Saying . . .

Yesterday, I watched my oldest son, Connor, pull out of the driveway and leave for the next leg of his college years.  He is going to be attending SUNY (State University of New York) Plattsburgh.  It's about five hours from here and is near Canada.  Needless to say, lots of snow and cold.  Even more than what we've been having here this winter!!  I knew it was going to be a rough morning emotionally.  I could feel the tears coming up as I finished his laundry and packed up his clothes for him.  Thoughts of the day he was born.  Thoughts of his father, Grandpop and Nannie watching him from above.  Thoughts of him driving all by himself to a place he's never been before and not knowing anyone when he gets there.  As I had my breakdown in the kitchen (yes indeed I cried like a baby!!) when it was finally time for him to leave, I told him how much I loved him and how incredibly proud I am of him for so many different reasons.  I told him how amazing he is for being able to make that drive alone, not knowing anyone when he gets there.  I told him I didn't think I would've been able to do something like that at his age.  Maybe not even now.  He had tears in his eyes which made me cry even more.  He's a remarkable young man and I am so very proud to be his Mama!!!  In the blink of an eye, it's time to let them spread their wings and fly!!!

Many blessings for a beautiful Sunday and a peaceful week to come ~ Wendy

A Sunday Saying for My Son . . .

Today is my oldest baby's 21st birthday.  My son, Connor, has grown to be an incredible young man.  He is so wise beyond his years.  Always has been.  Where I was once the teacher, I am now the student.  He has opened my eyes to so many things.  He's one of the only people I'll talk religion and politics with.  We have different beliefs when it comes to religion (Spirituality is a more appropriate word in our house).  He's very concrete and finds it hard to believe in something he can't see.  I was just about his age when I started to really pay attention to the magic that happens all around us. The magic that I've come to expect and am grateful for every time.

The roots have been relatively easy.  It's the wings that are going be tough for me because I know he's gonna want to soar!!!


Many blessings for a beautiful Sunday ~ Wendy

Bitter and Sweet . . .

My son just pulled out of the driveway headed toward Hofstra University where he'll be attending his freshman orientation for the next three days. I feel like I'm in a dream and someone is going to be waking me up any minute and he's going to be the baby in the crib in our bedroom upstairs instead of my daughter. I don't think that anything can prepare a mother for how quickly the time goes from when you first hold your newborn baby to when you watch him drive off to the beginning of his adult life.

Roots have been pretty easy. It's the wings part that I seem to be having a little trouble with. : )


Many blessings ~ Wendy