Saturday, August 25, 2007

"Tears are words the heart can't express"

No pretty pictures . No happy day. I just got home from taking my 18 yr old daughter to design school in New York City. To see her walk off into the crowded New York street after we said goodbye was excruciating. I cried and cried till I couldn't cry anymore, and then I cried some more . Then I patted myself on the back and said "job well done" because she walked off into the crowded New York street by herself at 18. Most of it was her nature, but there may have been some good moments of nurture too. Fly and be free.

8 comments:

Stephanie said...

Oh sweetie, I know you are blue right now, but think how awful it would be if she weren't ready to go. If she were scared, if she were crying. You know you did a wonderful job of raising her, she is in God's hands, & she will be fine. Just think how exciting her first phone call home will be!!

Hugs,
Stephanie
Angelic Accents

Amy at Bunny Rose Cottage said...

Beautiful post Karen! So well written. And you should be so proud of yourself! that must have been so hard and you did it! Your daughter sounds very mature and independent, she will do so well! You must be so proud of her :)

Hugs,
Amy

Ele at abitofpinkheaven said...

Oh Karen, you deserve a HUGE pat on your back...well done mom, but it's not over, it's a new beginning!

Sharon said...

Karen, a job very well done!

Angela said...

You know my oldest is 8 years old so I have a ways to go before they start leaving the "nest" but your post makes me feel the pain all too clearly! I will be praying for all of you in the days to come!

Miss Rhea said...

You are very Brave, I know how hard it was for you to let her go. But it is the greatest gift you could give her, to let her fly. Hugs,
Rhea

Roxie said...

How proud you must be. Design school? Wow, good for her. I wish her much success and looking forward to her first "debut". We'll be able to say, yah, we know her. LOL

Kathleen Grace said...

One of the painful parts of motherhood, watching our children take those first steps without us and having so many hopes & prayers for them. I am seeing a lot of these posts this week and experiencing it myself! God Bless you and your daughter as you watch her fly.