I did 2 yoga classes this month, so now I only owe myself one extra. I’m also about 2 books behind but definitely working on catching that up! And once again the last day of the month, but I am here, I am writing something.
A week from today, my youngest will graduate elementary school, bringing the end to 12 years of being an elementary school mom. I don’t know any better description of your kids hitting milestones than “bittersweet”. You are excited and looking forward to the new phase while mourning the end of the current one, knowing you can’t get it back. However you spent it, whatever else was going on in the midst of it – once it’s gone, it’s gone. And I don’t know any parent who doesn’t realize this a little too late at least once.
I’ve been a mom for over 17 years and it’s happened to me way more than once. There’s a moment when you realize how fleeting and precious the moments are and the world slows down – things get clear and priorities line up and you are there, in the moment, completely alive and focused. And you are sure that you won’t forget how to do this, how to live this way, because the grief of what you will lose if you don’t is so raw and real.
And then, life.
And then, you’re at the threshold again. You’re realizing something is over, never to be lived again. Did you do enough? Did you make it special? Did you give them what they needed?
And also, you’re so glad to be done with some of it. Some of it is OVER and you are READY for something new – your kid is ready for something new.
Bitter. Sweet.
