September is nearly 6 months away and my eyes are already starting to fill up when I think about the boy I have now lived with and loved for 18 years of his life departing for his adulthood at university, 4500 km away.
I know I need to work through my feelings so I can take care of him. I pray that this post is the start of that. Thank you very much for the safe place to express myself.
I am amazed by the many articles I have read about "celebrating" this time and that other parents are not so overwhelmed by grief that I am feeling. It makes me wonder if there is something wrong with me, or if some unresolved issue the underpins my sense of loss. I know from having lived with myself for over 50 years that I need to express and resolve my feelings so that they won't spill on others. After all these are my feelings and not my son's responsibility. I don't want to give him even the opportunity to feel responsible for them.
I think for me the bottom line is just that I love him so much and will miss him. We have had so many fine times together and really since he was born I have so enjoyed my time with him. We have skied, played tennis, gone horse back riding, traveled, watched movies, cooked, read together and had a lot of talks about many things. Having him live outside of my day-day life, (He will be going to a university on the other side of the country with few opportunities to come home) will leave a giant hole in my heart. He is funny, smart, fun and really a thoughtful person. Of course he has all the maddening teenage boy traits of messiness, self-centredness and spending all his time with his friends, being out late at night but in the cloud of his 18-year-old-boy-life he still makes an effort to show he still cares about the family and the work that needs to get done.
The grief is giant because my love for him is giant. I want to be able to be "there" for him and support his big transition. I want to be able to follow all the advice people give; to not prolong the goodbye, not to make it about me or my feelings, to let him lead the re-framing of the terms of our relationship. I want to be there for him and to be clear-headed enough to provide practical support when he needs it. But how can I when my heart is so broken? That is what I need to work through before this summer. People say, think about all the new things you can do. I know that I will get to that, but I can't get there until I thoroughly feel my sadness.
When I left home, I never really came back. I always lived far away from my parents. I wonder if I am sad about that? I wonder if I feel a sense of remorse for that. It is quite possible that my son will do the same. Not a certainty, but a possibility. People keep saying he will come back, but I can't see that. Summers and Christmases I suppose, but it will be on very different terms. Perhaps I have been neglecting myself in some way and this grief is in part about that.
I guess that is enough for now. Thank you again for providing the chance to share. I am firmly committed to being a good parent for my boy and putting his need to detach ahead of my emotions which seem to want to hold on for now. If you have any advice, I would sure appreciate it.
Many thanks