I consider myself an “old school” writer. To me, that means my writings are done first with pen and paper. I am not talented enough to sit in front of a computer and log in my thoughts. With that stated, I have a folder filled with pieces of papers with scribbled thoughts. I know that if I immediately do not write it down, it is lost in the multi-facets of LIFE!
While going through that folder, I found this post, I wrote when Corbin, our youngest, left for Dallas. His new life beckoning; a job, friends and maneuvering many new avenues of life. As a parent one prays, loves, encourages, corrects and yes, these things repeated over and over. Then one day, that child is out of the home, BUT NEVER OUT OF YOUR HEART!
The emotions of that day were as if one was experiencing a roller coaster ride in an amusement park. But there was no amusement.
It didn’t take much for the tears in my heart to find their way to my eyes and down my cheeks. This day came way too fast!
As a parent, you are holding that tiny new born. Then the next thing you know, you are in a race, driving in the fast lane. Just a few pit stops to help catch your breath. Then it is back, in the fast lane, again. Your heart screaming for it to slow down! It is as if, someone else has their foot on the gas pedal. It is called, LIFE! Begging, please can’t we just stay in the pit stops a little longer.
Life tends to have us drive really fast. Our days are so full, time not taken to smell the roses. That precious “rose” that was handed to you, in the hospital, will one day, be grown. A car packed. A hug and a kiss and another man size hug, a love you, mom. He will drive away, to begin a new lap, in the fast lane, the circle of life.
Drive with caution, my son. There are some crazy drivers out there!
