I know I'm lucky. My boy is here with me. I have several friends who have lost children, who would be overjoyed to be where I'm at today, so please forgive me if this is insensitive.
It's just while I watch my boys grown into amazing young men, every step towards independence takes them a step further away from me in some way. Sometimes, like now just writing about it, the tears come as I remember my little men who always wanted to snuggle with momma. When you love with all of your heart, all of your soul, and all of your being, letting go hurts so much, even while you rejoice in their accomplishments.
Anywhoo, here are some pictures of Jack's "clap in" yesterday. The freshmen come in alone at the beginning of the day and are clapped into the big gym by parents & loved ones. The drum line plays in front of them which makes it really cool.
Jack wasn't really interested my picture taking, but he's the one with the messenger bag.
My handsome Jack. (Yes we can usually only see one eye!)
And one last shot of him walking away from me into his exciting new adventure.
I love you, baby Jack.
