In October, I started getting a ton of emails from colleges gathering information about Connor. A few days ago, the mailbox was full of thick envelopes from even more colleges, all reminding me that he was a member of the Class of 2015. Driver’s Ed is only a few months away and this year he asked to invite a friend over for Thanksgiving dinner.
A female friend.
It is insane to me how quickly things are changing. I still see him as this little spikey-haired goober and I’m often startled when I see him sprawled out on the couch, far closer to being a grown man than a child. I’m thankful though. He is a great human being, with strong character and good morals. He isn’t perfect, who among us is, but he has never given us any trouble. Grounded just twice in his life. Spanked just as many times. He always policed himself, hated to disappoint anyone and harder on himself that we ever could think to be.
He is growing up and it is awesome but bittersweet all at the same time.
“There is an enduring tenderness in the love of a mother to a son that transcends all other affections of the heart.”– Washington Irving , writer