It's kind of hard to do.
I know it's been a long long time since my last post. and I haven't had much content for a while now. I have a few minutes to post while I am waiting for the photos we took at my step-sons graduation from boot camp to load onto my facebook. Right now I am 30 years old and I am the parent of a man. WOW! how did that happen? I mean, I know how it happened. It's just crazy. I haven't really been dealing with it, because he was just away at boot camp. It was only 3 months. but now that he is here and I know it its only until the 26th and then he will be going to Camp Pendleton for his infantry training, and then training for his specific job, then he will be sent where ever it is he is going to go. I'm kind of freaking out. I took him to get his first tattoo last night. He got a TATTOO. and he didn't need parental permission or money. he did it all on his own. I sat there for "moral support" really I just wanted to be there and watch and hopefully give him a fun memory of the two of us doing something together while he was here on leave. He will be busy visiting his family and friends, and I will be at home or looking for a job for most of the time he is here, so that was our one fun thing we did together. But I seriously almost cried on the way home from the shop. He was stunned that he now has a tattoo, and I was just struck by the fact that I am the mom of a man. He will always be little curly headed chubby faced 10 year old Joshy that he was when he came into my life I think...I have to start thinking of him as who he is.. and adult. He's going to be out there living his life, and I can't really guide him anymore. None of us can. I mean of course we can try... but it's all up to him. He's going to go out there and live his life now.... WWWWAAAAAHHHHH!!!! I have to think of it that way, but it's kind of hard to do.
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