“Red sky in the morning, sailor take warning.”
I was all prepared to write a post today about the forecasted storm that is due to hit tonight. When I saw the beautiful rose colored sunrise this morning-I thought of that old weather forecasting adage and opened my front door to take a picture.
But about an hour later, a scene much closer to my heart played out.
Every morning when Amy leaves for school I see her to the front door and I send her on her way with a hug and a kiss and a “Have a good day! See you soon! I love you!” We wave to each other for the first block or so, and somewhere in there I even blow a kiss to her and she blows one back to me.
This morning, at the same time Amy was walking down the front porch steps and I was seeing her off, a big high school aged boy walked by.
And at this moment I knew what it means to know and understand and love your child enough to let them do what they need to do-and not be hurt.
Amy crossed the street and walked-never looking back for a wave or a blown kiss. And I was completely ok with that-and in fact I would have been surprised if she had turned back.
Of all the years of being a parent, these are the hardest ones for me-because I am preparing Amy to be able to go out into the world on her own. Her eventual ability to do that means I will have done my job well. (And yes, there are a lot of private tears on my part these days.)
I keep watching Amy walk this morning-pondering these many thoughts that fill my head. And then- just when she is almost out of sight- I see her turn and wave, before she rounds the corner and is gone from my view.
“Have a good day! See you soon! I love you!”