Last night, our 24 year old daughter, Katey, told us she will be moving out next week. She will be moving in with one of our married sons and his wife and family of three little girls. They are housing a student from out of state and thought it would be nice for Katey to be her roommate and she agreed.
Katey is a joy to have around with her easy going, peaceful ways. We've been blessed having her home this long as most of her siblings left at a much earlier age. Every time it's a new adjustment for me. Each one leaves an empty spot that not another can fill. Julie is not too happy as she now will be the only girl amongst the brothers.
On a lighter note, when 18 year old, Carl, found out he got a big smile on his face and said, "Yes!" He's been eyeing that room for quite awhile now. Being child #9 he has never had his own space and is already talking about buying a mini refrig and a new bed, he's got big plans.
I found this poem that I can relate to at this moment.
A Mother's Mixed Emotions
How does a Mother let go
Of the children that she's borne
How does she let them know
That her heart can be so torn
To keep them by her side
Would not be just or fair
And let them have a free ride
Would mean she doesn't care
She knows she taught them well
And that they know right from wrong
Now....only time will tell
If they can be as strong
But watching them go through the door
Makes her feelings sway
She must cover the tears....and more
And pray for them each day.