I remember when my two middle children were in preschool and I thought, are we ever going to get out of this era of chicken pox, losing teeth, and crying over lost toys? And then I blinked and my youngest is a senior in high school and I haven’t heard either of my boys cry in years and I realized we are at the end. The end of 30+ years of child raising…I’m not saying that we will cease to be parents; obviously not, with weddings, childbirths and college still ahead of us. But an era does come to a close when you are no longer the biggest influencer in your youngest child’s life and your child becomes an adult.
This melancholy today is brought on by my son’s Senior prom last night. It was the last high school formal that I will have taken pictures of any of my children. This past week he attended his last high school retreat. And soon, he will have his last week of high school. I’m sure that there will be more nights when I worry about how late he comes in, so there is still more fun parenting to come. But still, I mark each of these last events with a little tear.
Have a great week. 2015 Menu for Apr 13