tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7727877663333685119.post1882080117761065158..comments2023-05-27T07:08:35.763-07:00Comments on First Day of the Rest of My Life: A Rebirth for the New YearTerry Castlehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06629565101353628945noreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7727877663333685119.post-78568457367936865152023-04-29T09:06:07.898-07:002023-04-29T09:06:07.898-07:00Thankks for sharing thisThankks for sharing thisRice Productshttps://www.riceideas.com/products/noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7727877663333685119.post-17305489409286317982009-09-19T10:21:11.114-07:002009-09-19T10:21:11.114-07:00Thank you for the window into our collective mater...Thank you for the window into our collective maternal futures, Terry, Jody, and Teresa. I love the idea of the psychic umbilical cord and I will cling to this thought as I let my son walk away from me each day. <br />I am not yet letting my thoughts and emotions delve so deeply into the ache of the future separation from my son. Instead, I am trying to let out the cord little by little as I hand him the keys to the car, while I wait for him to saunter home from his eventful day, and when I see he is full of happiness from his new girlfriend. <br />Changes between my son and I continuously take place. The rush to the pick-up car lines and listening to the chatter in the back seat are events long gone. These memories are still warm and bring a smile to my face, but they have a new place in my heart as they move from current to past with a sting.<br />I am secretly observing and acknowledging the transformation of our lives and deliberately moving the past daily activities of motherhood to my warm shelf of memories. I am looking for and seeing our changing relationship with excitement. I am sure this will not lesson the heartache when Conor moves to college, starts his career or gets married in another town, but I hope it will allow me to be more thankful for our past, relish our current and approach our future with loving optimism.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7727877663333685119.post-8422667619825604772009-09-19T09:28:57.349-07:002009-09-19T09:28:57.349-07:00Jodie, I share your sentiments wholeheartedly. Si...Jodie, I share your sentiments wholeheartedly. Since I took my daughter to college last month, I've been living vicariously, experiencing the loneliness, boyfriend heartache issues and the basic challenging issues of living on one's own for the first time. I preach constantly as my goal is to keep her from making my college mistakes! It must be a "girl" thing. I loved reading your blog entry and why didn't it ever occur to me to disinfect the room? I was too consumed with creating more space in her closet for all of her clothing!Sheri Nissinger Effresnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7727877663333685119.post-56835176478531030962009-09-18T09:24:11.116-07:002009-09-18T09:24:11.116-07:00Happy New Year and may a renewal of spirit shape y...Happy New Year and may a renewal of spirit shape your year to come.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7727877663333685119.post-668946666726917482009-09-18T09:23:09.629-07:002009-09-18T09:23:09.629-07:00Great piece. Love that you have such wonderful fri...Great piece. Love that you have such wonderful friends that are willing to share. I cried reading this. I can't imagine having to bring my kid to school in a few short years.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7727877663333685119.post-22021147393420334532009-09-18T09:17:34.293-07:002009-09-18T09:17:34.293-07:00How wonderful to listen to the words of someone wh...How wonderful to listen to the words of someone who just dropped off their kid to college. Thank you so much for sharing.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com