So Long, Farewell

This is the last week of actual school for the kid. For May and part of June, he is doing an internship at a business. So this week is it. The end.

He is unbelievably happy. I am sad.

Where did the time go? I think I don't remember. Once he was so little and now he is so big. So grownup. So wonderful. We will celebrate with cupcakes, which makes me a little happy.

He has taken his last exam of high school. Turned in his last piece of homework. All that is left is to receive a little piece of paper. To stride across the stage and take a final bow. High school is finished.

I will need to lie down and put a cool cloth on my head. I'm not ready, not even close. Mentally I know kids grow up but sometimes the heart is slower to let go. And mine is taking its own damn time.

I don't say anything out loud for I know this is how it is suppose to be. It just happens that I am not as ready as I thought I was. I smile and joke with him. Celebrate the ending. Celebrate the beginning. Embrace what he hopes life will have in store for him. Love him. Like him. Be proud of him. Oh, so proud of him.

I just wish it didn't feel like my heart was inexplicably broken.