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Off To New Shores.
Sat Sep 18 2004

We cannot discover new oceans unless we have the courage to lose sight of the shore

Thought I will not cry. But treacherous tears didn’t ask for permission…
Packing his stuff, keep asking every other minute: have you packed this? Did you pack that?
- Mom, I’m not going too far and not that you’ll never gonna see me…It’s only a short train trip away from home…
- I know, I know... And these are not the tears of frustration. I am not crying because he is leaving tomorrow and for good.

I can’t tell him, how nervous I am when thinking about how he’s gonna cook for himself, do his laundry, who is gonna ask him “how’s ur day?” in the evening. I am uneasy to think how he’s gonna cope with shopping, studying, managing his time. Who is gonna wake him up in the morning, when he overslept, who is gonna remind him of his appointments, meetings, he arranged but forgot about. Who is gonna care of him if he'd get sick. I’m trying to imagine how he will cope with being alone, with no one to have a chat, to share his day, to ask advice…

We all have gone through the same at some point. And it didn’t seem like bad experience. But guess, my worries are just natural features of motherhood – “breed protection instinct”…It's ok, I can cope with it, for I know he will be fine.

11 Comments
  • From:
    Labyrinth (Legacy)
    On:
    Sat Sep 18 2004
    speaking of fixing and repairing....is it true that it is better to build boys rather than repair men? lol.

    a pseudo-reality it is. to drive at great speed with no traffic. here, that's once in a year event, during holy week when most people are in the provinces vacationing and all malls and offices are closed.

    Orient:)
  • From:
    Bubbles1956 (Legacy)
    On:
    Sat Sep 18 2004
    It reads like you really need a vacation. Have a great weekend.
  • From:
    MissTick (Legacy)
    On:
    Sat Sep 18 2004
    Orient,
    It's certainly more fun to built then to repair ;-) At least you'll get some pleasure in the proccess ;-)
  • From:
    Labyrinth (Legacy)
    On:
    Sat Sep 18 2004
    He sure sounds he will be fine, Miss Tick. He's a big boy now and sounds like you have brought up a good son. :)

    Orient:)
  • From:
    AmenRa (Legacy)
    On:
    Sat Sep 18 2004
    Butterflies are free to fly
    Fly away
    High away
    Bye, Bye
  • From:
    Teaeyegger (Legacy)
    On:
    Sun Sep 19 2004
    When words pale... or they seem distant, far away… when the hands of another are but dreams or fantasy… when the space between where you are and what you desire is real and more then a step… when life seems to twist when it should turn or move away when you anticipate a move towards… the passion one has, the desire one has builds the bridges… that span these moments and brings forth to you… to stand before you your kindred and mated souls… it is those who when you close your eyes it is all right to let go… it is those that hold your hand and send tingles down your spine with the very thought of their present around you now… they are the foundation that tickles your feet never allowing them to stand still encouraging them to move forward… when words pale I sit inspired by the touch of all the hands that I have held… and watched over… and I am encouraged by the many hands that watch over me… I am inspired by what comes forth and what I see in your eyes… it is all write now… and let out the thoughts… share them so we may all feast on them… devour them greedily wantingly… if I ever find myself at a loss I can simple stop by and sit with any of my kindred or mated souls and be inspired by their thoughts and encouraged to create by your passion, your desire and your love… when there are no words left… there still is the passion that lingers in the water that surrounds us… it is the hue that we share and each of us is invited to step within and dive head first… to wrap themselves in thought so deep and so charged we are thrust back into the creative reality of our passionate lives… take the words and let them inspire you to smoke… to burn… to be the inspiration you are…

    at first love is protecting, caring for and comforting... in time it builds to letting go filled with the lessons we have taught them... to love them we must set them free so they may stretch their wings and fly...
  • From:
    IKnowHer (Legacy)
    On:
    Sun Sep 19 2004
    Its hard for a mum, and for the child too. I know it best from my small age. I was 10 yrs when I was sent to Hostel at the school. Every vacation when I had to return, I know how we cried. How lonely I was, how scary it was to be away from mum, when it was raining with lightning and thunder only the pillow was there to hide my fear. To close my eyes and shut my ears. There were no females ( Mama) to take care of us, instead a tough priests whom we were scared to death.

    Yes the life went on for 5 years in the hostel until they closed it.

    The funniest thing was my mum never made any good dishes at home in my absence. /never went for a movie. My poor sister (younger) was deprived of many things because I was away. When I come home for my vacation, I was treated like a king. She wanted to give every thing that I had missed during the whole term.

    Hmmm this is how much a mum loves her son.

    Don’t worry one day you will be happy. You have brought up a good child. He will be a great young man. You will be a proud mum. lol

    http://www.dobhran.com/greetings/GRinspire183.htm
    http://www.dobhran.com/greetings/GRinspire189.htm
  • From:
    Pragmatist (Legacy)
    On:
    Mon Sep 20 2004
    After we've done for and looked after for so many years, it's hard to imagine how they'll survive without us.

    But survive they do.

    It's amazing.

    Shalom
  • From:
    IKnowHer (Legacy)
    On:
    Tue Sep 21 2004
    I thought this will be nice thouht for you and hope you may not be crying, lol

    http://www.dobhran.com/greetings/GRinspire188.htm

    Take care
  • From:
    Labyrinth (Legacy)
    On:
    Tue Sep 21 2004
    now...where is miss tick hiding? you still crying, mumma? cheer up.

    Orient:)
  • From:
    Bubbles1956 (Legacy)
    On:
    Wed Sep 22 2004
    Good luck with the empty nest syndrome, I never really had it, but then I had daughters, maybe that is the difference. I am sure he will do fine, he can always count on you to be there if he needs you, that is part of why he will do just fine.

    Internet Mom