In the end, you have to let go
and trust your own instincts, and theirs.
He was confident he could,
and I was confident he’d manage, but could I
bear to watch my baby,
only ten years old,
striding through the sky?
On his face, and in his movements I saw
But, between the trees, above me
fear, and I saw
mastery of fear.
Above it all, in my son,
and the strength to carry on.
Sometimes, as a parent, you get those lightbulb moments when you realise both you and your child have crossed a threshold: they are growing up, and they have got to a new stage of life, with your help. You loose them from your apron strings a little, and see that they are able to manage so much on their own. And you heart just swells with gratitude and pride.
And my heart swelled too Ingrid … your wonderfully penned story brought back so many lovely memories from my youth and the fantastic relationship I enjoyed with my mother … 🤗😍
That’s lovely to hear, Ivor, thank you 🙏
You’re welcome Ingrid 😊
From the apron string to the apron stage: bravo! x
I can definitely relate, Ingrid.
(And, you would never get me up there!) 🙂
Thank you, Merril: me neither! 🙈
You’re welcome. 😂
Reading this, I could feel my heart swell too, Ingrid! ❤️
Ingrid, your words evoke smiles, on the inside and out! 😊 A beautiful message! 💞
Thank you, Michele! 💖
what a beautiful poem so heartfelt and true every word! What an amazing mom you are and he is lucky to have you to allow him to pull away from his apron strings and grow wings. 🦋
Thanks Cindy 🥰
I know just what you mean! I am very proud of the woman my daughter grew up to be.
Thanks Liz 😊
You’re welcome, Ingrid. 🙂
Wow, Ingrid! I know the feeling. My youngest two children were daredevils, but they always survived OK. I truly enjoyed your lovely poem and photo, and found your motherly emotions most relatable!
Thank you, Cheryl! ❤️
It never gets easier, but eventually we stop holding our breath the whole time. That definitely took courage! (on both ends) (K)
It certainly did! Thank you Kerfe.
It’s so hard to let go, but it’s our job in the end! Beautifully penned! 💓
Thank you, Tricia, I agree! 💖
A beautiful piece that captures such a poetic sense of trust! 💓
Thank you Layla! 💖
It’s great when they start to find their feet. Good for him. Good for you. Brilliant.
Thank you Vinny!