I miss my children. My darlings. It wasn't what I thought I would be saying. When they were screaming at each other (and me), slamming doors, hiding secrets and disappearing late into the night with their friends, I would dream of the day that they were no longer my responsibility.
That has never happened. Although they both live far away, Sarah and Susan are still active in my heart each day. They don't realize it, they probably would be embarrassed about it. But each and every day, part of my thoughts are tied to them and my heart aches a little. Every day I say a prayer for their safety and happiness. I know that they are lovely, compassionate and wonderful people. Interesting,well read, helpful and kind.
But they will always be mine first. And I miss them.
I think these thoughts are coming from the activities I am doing right now. I am clearing out and downsizing. I am going through 20+ years of photos,papers and clutter. I see their hand prints and find their shoes. I found an entire box of babysitter club books this morning, It brought back memories of searching garage sales with Sarah to get the ENTIRE set and not spend a lot of money.
I wish that there were words to express my gratitude for this time to make the transition. I miss my girls but at the same time, I am so happy they are well and well on their way!!
