My boy is all grown up.
When did this happen?
I blinked and it was so.
As I ponder back through memory fields during the time I went to college, as he is now doing, I sit with the intense feelings.
What if . . . I say to myself.
I explore paths not taken. At times, I anguish over decisions I made. I examine and grieve over lost relationships. I wonder what became of them?
Most importantly, when the feelings wash over me, I allow it to be so. I sit with it. I have peace in it.
I am so excited and proud of who he is and who he is becoming. I continue to ask him this simple question, “what do you want?”
It is the question I continue to ask myself.
Who am I?
What do I want?
