I am pretty sure I have become one. Yes. Me. A mommy stalker.
No, I am not stalking young mothers with strollers in the park, that would be concerning! I am the mommy and I think I am stalking my kids. Certainly my daughter.
She is 19 and away at college. Really away. Like halfway across the country away. Still not sure what we were thinking when we were supportive of this. But how could we not be. She is so happy there and her college life is all that she dreamed it would be. As a good friend once said, "It's good for THEM." Us? A whole other story for sure.
The tough part is not being able to see her often. This coupled with her summers away working at a sleep away camp and last year's trip to Israel in between, we are hardly together.
Here is where the stalking comes in. We were sitting at dinner during Thanksgiving and she caught me...
Not just looking at her. I have to admit I was really staring at her. Trying to drink her in I suppose. If you are parent of a child who has flown the nest you get it. Really get it. Lump in the throat and pit in the stomach get it. But if you are a 19-year-old young woman all you get is that your mom is becoming...