The next 19 years
So you've spent 19 years being a mom then they grow up and there's this vacumn. One more year of transfer courses then it's off to a University. I am excited for him but excited I get one more chance to help by dorm items which I think is pathetic.
I feel pathetic. I don't want to be one of those old people who talk about memories without building any new ones but I do find myself missing the early years.
I want to do cupcakes at school, halloween trick or treating. It's really weird. This transition. It's the biggest peaceful empty bubble evah!
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