Letting go, someday
My friend, Tori at Babybloomr has a beautiful post about her aging parents:
I am fundamentally, at my core, not ready to let them go.
I will when I have to, I know, I know. My parents have taught me well and I want them to be proud of me. Of course, they’ve had the advantage of a lifetime of practice, a lifetime of watching us all come and go. They’ve already learned what I am still trying to accept, and I see it in their faces every time I pull out of their driveway and head for home– “You can do this. It’s hard, but it’s OK. Don’t worry about us, we’ll be fine.”
It is a must-read. Right now. Go do it.
This sharing brought tears to my eyes. The words brought back memories of the last couple of years of my mother’s life. Each time I headed for home and pulled out of the drive – and looked back – there she stood watching me and then a wave. In my mind I can still see this so vividly.
That was a beautiful post and captures things every so perfectly.
Thanks for the link to Tori’s blog post – so true about all of us with aging parents. I lost my dad 3 years ago but my mom is till with us and at 89 seems as if she’ll go on forever, but I know that phone call will come someday. It’s hard to imagine a world without her.