Letting go

He is 17.

I call him E.

He made me a mom,

A proud one at that. 

He walked early and talked early

And

Hated to sleep. 

He loved dinosaurs, Halloween, being on stage

And 

he loved making people laugh. 

He is smart, 

And

Humble.

He is a guys guy.

He's tough 

but 

thoughtful.

He is busy these days with play rehearsal and college admission paperwork

And making time to just be a teenager. 

In May 2016 My first born will graduate from high school.

He will be going off to college. 

He will be leaving home.

I'm not ready.

I'm struggling.

I'm excited for him and this next chapter of his life,

But 

I am not ready to let go.

How do you let go?

I can't imagine not seeing him every day. 

I can't imagine the quiet, (no drums being played).

Letting go

Is a part of life

I know this in my head

But

My heart does not understand.

For now I cherish each day,

I may hug a little longer,

But 

He doesn't seem to mind

And

It has me thinking

Maybe I'm not the only one 

Having a hard time

Letting go.