This is a post I'm not quite sure about....my feelings on the subject of driving...not my driving, but that of my Son. Austin got his license today. I am happy for him, really I am. But I am also melancholy. He's been driving me around for the last year. Now he wants to be alone, to drive alone. I like when Austin drives for me. We get to talk. Sometimes I read a book or the paper, but usually we talk. That I will miss. I will miss the easy car banter after school. The trips to Starbucks or panera for coffee with silliness and laughter in his voice. The general errands we ran and the occasional serious conversation. I will miss that alone time with Austin. I'm sure we will still find time to spend with each other, I just have a feeling that this is one more step to letting go. To giving up some of the power. To giving a nod to youthful independence. One more step to realizing that our children grow up and there is nothing we can do about it. I watch, I listen, I encourage, I discipline, but most of all....I am thankful. I am thankful for the time we have and the time to come.
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Let's not talk about this subject. My son will be seven soon. Driving is only right around the corner it seems...
*time flies* :)
A beautiful post, Koz. Is it about giving up power? Or giving up control? Are they the same thing? Not really. Think about it. I have a 21 year old. Been there, done that. As they grow up, it fills you with pride, makes you melancholy for the things you had in the past, and provides you with new opportunities to forge a relationship that lasts a life time. They aren't kids anymore....
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