This week is a special week. Both of my boys are “graduating”, and while I’ve discussed the perverse nature of graduating from everything and anything now-a-days, I am, nonetheless, very proud of my boys and can’t help but to allow myself & get caught up in all the hoopla.
My 5th grader is graduating from elementary and moving on to middle school, which isn’t going to be much of a move because he is going to a K-8 Center and will stay where he’s at. My 8th grader is “graduating” middle school and moving on to high school. This is the transition that scares me the most. Scares me in the sense that I’m getting old!! Lol!
In 4 years my son will be moving on to college, he’ll be driving in two years, he may be working, it just seems like a sudden life change is about to occur. A new book opened up and it’s scary on a few fronts, but the one that scares me the most is whether or not my husband and I actually prepared him for this next stage in his life; prepared him to make good, healthy choices, and smart ones at that.
I believe that the mentality you have about school and your future when you step into high school will determine the manner in which you handle those four years and the directions/paths you take during that time. Of course it’s not to say that I’m just going to sit back and let him fly completely solo, but it’s definitely a move into the back seat.
None of my other friends have really expressed any stress or concern about their kids moving into high school, so maybe I’m just over-reacting…but I can’t help but look at this as a huge step in life, for anyone, boy or girl, and it really symbolizes that beginning to a process of separation that will end in…well, another woman being his number one lady. I guess as I’m writing this, that is what it boils down to for a mom with boys.
For so long, you are your boys’ number one lady; you cook for them, you clean for them, you take care of them, you are their comfort, their friend, and then one day you get pushed aside and told…YOU’RE REPLACED! Wow. That sucks.
Ahhhh, I guess for me though, I can take comfort in the fact that even after my guys have moved on and replaced me, there is still one more guy left in my life that still needs me…my hubby. At least that’s the hope, right? That sure didn’t happen to my mom (my dad left when I was 16).
So the lesson in all of this? Letting go is hard to do…that’s for damn sure.
I guess at the end of the day though, I have to trust that I am equipping my guys with the tools and the resources they need in order to be good, intelligent, caring, responsible men. Check back with me in a couple of years and I’ll let you know.
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