be happy that he is becoming more independent and that’s a good thing.
but the mother in me still can’t come to terms with this. just thinking and writing about it makes my eyes well-up, my heart ache and my throat hurts as i try to swallow the lump.
a shout out to all moms out there going through this heart-ache, at different stages, at different times; i know that feeling… we all do. 