The Ripping

Me and my friend who also has a senior this year are calling this year "the ripping". Now, if you have a senior or have had one you know what I am talking about. As a Mom, when you are going through the process of letting one of your children go it feels like someone is ripping your heart out of your chest, or ripping your arm off, or the like. I am not necessarily a dramatic person(quit laughing) so when I say it feels like ripping, it really does. I don't think I have cried this much in years! Now, believe me, there are days, weeks even, when I am REALLY READY for Brendan to go to college, but for the most part I am going to miss him. I will miss his wicked humor, his crazy hair, his gentleness, his eye rolling(did I say that?), his artist eye, his place beside me at the dinner table and so much more. Our family will be changed forever. I know this is necessary and I welcome change but change can be painful in its goodness. I am torn in two between holding on and letting go. God will have to continue to help me open my hand all the way and let him fly. And fly he will. I can't wait to see what God will do with my son. Let the ripping continue....