Captured some of my mother heart and musings in this piece… with J having done a gap year, she is also just starting college…40 min away…home twice, a few visits to drop off forgotten or needed things… but, she calls every day, sometimes more than once…anyways FaceTime while walking to/from class, eating or in bed. This transition has been tough for her in many ways… no roommate, no clubs she connects to, no art classes this semester, missing home & the dog… and yet she is also embracing the challenge with surprising joy and enthusiasm. Which makes my heart sing!
…and, I’m so glad she already has a therapist for the reflecting, looking back, sloughing off and healing from our imperfect parenting.
Thank you for the pour, cheers to you and mothering this transition!
Captured some of my mother heart and musings in this piece… with J having done a gap year, she is also just starting college…40 min away…home twice, a few visits to drop off forgotten or needed things… but, she calls every day, sometimes more than once…anyways FaceTime while walking to/from class, eating or in bed. This transition has been tough for her in many ways… no roommate, no clubs she connects to, no art classes this semester, missing home & the dog… and yet she is also embracing the challenge with surprising joy and enthusiasm. Which makes my heart sing!
…and, I’m so glad she already has a therapist for the reflecting, looking back, sloughing off and healing from our imperfect parenting.
Thank you for the pour, cheers to you and mothering this transition!