Posted by Judy
When my sons each went away to college, I knew I'd miss them. But I also knew there would be some benefits . . . less laundry. Lower grocery bills. Better conversations when we chatted. And, best of all, uninterrupted sleep.
When they were babies, I made all sorts of deals with myself, with God, with the devil to try to get them to sleep through the night. I lusted after a good night's sleep. I fantasized about it. And when it began happening regularly, it was nirvana. I then enjoyed about 12 years of blissful sleep. Then, they began driving.
You chat with most mothers of teenagers, especially boys, and driving is right up there as a top fear. I'd shudder when I heard of yet another car accident claiming a young life. I'd find myself automatically waking up a half-hour before they were supposed to be home and I'd start in with my mantra "Please God bring him home safe, please God bring him home safe."
And night after night, they arrived home, safe, sound, and hungry for a midnight snack. I'd fall back asleep to the sound of the refrigerator opening and closing and the microwave beeping.
And when they went to college, one 400 miles away, the other 200 miles, I knew they didn't have cars, and I had no idea when they were coming in (or going out) and I once again enjoyed seven hours of snoozing. Heaven.
But then, this weekend the news of the horrific fire in North Carolina killing 7 college students sent fear through parents all over the country. There's no sure thing, you can love them with all your heart, and teach them to look both ways, but accidents happen. And no matter how old they get, I'm going to worry.
Hug your kids. Enjoy every minute. Then hug them again.