Today’s one word prompt from the Daily Post is waiting.
Once again a word I could go on for hours about, but I will not.
We wait forever for our children to leave the nest. Then when it comes we are beside ourselves. I am at this time waiting for the bus to come get my son so he may follow his dreams. As he heads off on the bus to make his mark on the world, I feel like it was yesterday he was born, two weeks overdue and still not budging , I should have known then how stubborn he would be!!!
Pride, fear, sadness, all overwhelming me at once. My other son says he will be back to visit on thanksgiving mom, visit!!??? Thanksgiving, that’s weeks away. Wrong choice of words son.
Even though he was hardly ever home, knowing he isn’t walking in the door anytime soon makes it feel empty.
Now, I am waiting for my baby to come home , to visit.
Tracey in Maine 