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Goodbye. Don't Forget the Cow Horns.

So today my son, my beautiful, infuriating, brilliant boy young man, came over and moved out most of his things. The bed we bought him is gone, destined for storage space in the basement of his new apartment. The books we bought him, all the books of folk and fairy tales, the dinosaur books and books about Kurosawa and Miyazaki, are packed up and gone. All his CDs are gone (with mine extracted prior to departure.) Most of his musical instruments are gone, too.

What lies in his future? I've got no idea. He's learning about money as fast as crappy financial decisions and overspending can teach him. He's learning about being someone else's support, instead of being someone else's burden, and I'm hoping the lesson doesn't drain him; hoping it actually gives him strength and joy. He's going to tackle his own demons, delight in his own victories in his own livingroom, his own kitchen and ... not ours. Not mine. Not the one that used to be his.

He hasn't been living here for a while. Not really; he's been at his girlfriend's place, dropping by here occasionally to decompress when life as an adult threatened to overwhelm him. (He's always been younger than he needed to be in this world; our fault, my fault) He can always come back, but now he'll be visiting.

I'm so relieved.  I'm so angry it didn't happen earlier. I'm so shocked it's happening so soon. I'm so scared.

He'll do fine. Or he won't. But it's his call, not ours.

My son, my son, oh Absalom, my son. 

Win, little one. You're no longer little and you haven't been for a long time. Beat the world. Be magnificent.

Date: Sunday, 22 May 2011 11:20 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] sensiblecat.livejournal.com
That was beautiful. My son is at university now, just coming to the end of a very successful first year. He hasn't always had an easy life, especially where his health is concerned, so we're delighted and relieved that things are going so well for him. It's also nice that, as yet, he still does live here some of the time. But I can very much relate to your feelings and imagine being in the same place in a few years' time.

How old is your son?

Date: Sunday, 22 May 2011 07:08 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] viomisehunt.livejournal.com
Welcome to the Mummy of grown folks world. :) The comfort is, as they grow older and have families, their children will grow into teenagers and young adults as well.

By the way-- your son managed to move out all of his things in one go? How did you manage that? Mine left two months ago and I swear comes back and pick ups two shirts at a time.

Date: Sunday, 22 May 2011 08:55 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] mjlayman.livejournal.com
:::sniff:::

Date: Sunday, 22 May 2011 09:16 pm (UTC)
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From: [identity profile] gerisullivan.livejournal.com
So long anticipated and long known, but suddenly so very real.

Beautiful post, highlighting as it does the full-spectrum emotion that so often accompanies big life events. Thank you.

Date: Sunday, 22 May 2011 11:46 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] apostle-of-eris.livejournal.com
more cow horn!

Date: Tuesday, 24 May 2011 06:23 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] rmjwell.livejournal.com
Come November, I'm going to be father to twins. Reading this is a good reminder that I'm not raising children, I'm helping a couple of humans to be fully aware, functioning adults.

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