Hi everybody,
Today was a tough day for me.... My N moved to an apartment in a different town last weekend. It is what I wanted. Yet, I am so tied into my habitual behaviors... it is strange having him gone.
Tonight, my son in college called me. Last night, when playing basketball, he broke his arm. Son knew that his dad was living in a town near him... so he called dad to take him to the emergency room. His arm is casted and he is doing okay.
The hard part for me, is that my N did not tell me about what happened. I know it is selfish of me.... I know that it is me that wanted him to leave.... but this is the first time that something like this has happened.... that I have not been the mom.
Part of it my son growing up... of course it is.... but tonight with everything that has been happening, i feel so incredibly, immensly sad. Transitions are difficult, aren't they. You know so well what used to be... and you hope for something better... but you don't KNOW how to feel the something better because it hasn't happened yet. I takes a lot of faith.
No responses are needed. I just wanted to tell you.