As you know, I don’t often blog about personal matters (although you get enough of my personal opinions!) But today I’m sharing my bitter-sweet mood.
Last night my son and his fiance texted me pictures of the wedding rings that they’d just picked out for their Sept. 5 nuptials. I looked at those lovely rings and was surprised at my feelings.
Understand that the “kids” will both turn 30 in a month, and I’ve looked forward for many years to being mother of the groom. I love my future daughter-in-law, because of herself and because she makes my son very happy. I think they’ll have a beautiful life together…and give me wonderful grandchildren.
So why the sadness in the midst of my happiness? I figured it out this morning. The problem is that I’m a mother and that my son and I have always been exceptionally close, without an apron-string relationship. And those rings represent the fact that he really is all grown up and about to begin a whole new phase of his life. And I’m turning my “baby” over to another woman.
So now you know the truth about me: I pretend to be a rational, thinking person but have a side that’s irrational and emotional. Then again, that’s probably part of being a Mom, which is a title I cherish and will never give up, thanks to my son’s loving, caring, sharing future bride.