Today I was so proud to see my son drive away. He's a young man now and that fact fills me with a heady mixture of pride and fear. I want him to be good... AT EVERYTHING, but to learn and grow I know he must fail... that's where the fear comes in.
I know the pain that lies ahead of him ...
When he hit a truck today a million and one thoughts went through my head... I needed to make sure he had all his fingers and toes and they all wiggled. I needed to soothe his fears about the damn car and explain to him that things, no matter how fancy, are just things.
Then came the wine... because I was shaking...
All is well... Everyone is okay. I'm still shaking...
And my head hurts...
And I'm trying to keep busy so my overactive imagination prevents me from ever giving him car keys again...
I'm going to clean something ... then write something ... then go to bed...
Until next time
Julia
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