Well, here we are. Tomorrow is the day. It will hit me deeper, I'm sure, when I actually drive off campus after leaving my son. I have known that this day would arrive since the moment I laid eyes on my amazing bundle of joy 18 years ago. Outstretched arms, eyes tightly squeezed shut, wailing mouth calling out for help.
Then I held him, in my arms, close to my heart. Quiet came. We looked into each others eyes and the bond began...
I feel a flood of emotions. Happiness because he made it and is going to college! Blessed that we are able to send him to a school he feels good about attending. Unsure about whether or not I prepared him enough for this moment. Proud of his accomplishments thus far. Selfish that I kind of don't want him to go. Ready to let go because it is time...
Lord, thank You. From the depths of my heart, thank You. I know that You love him even more than I do. You created him and know the desires of his heart. You have promised to guide him and love him and help him and for that, I am grateful. You have plans for him, not to harm him, but to give him hope and a future. Oh, the blessed peace that comes from knowing these things!
I take my oldest son to college tomorrow. Those words make me feel so many things, but most of all, they make me feel so excited! I look forward with anticipation to see my son find himself, grow in wisdom and knowledge, and become a man.