and then before you know it - they're gone! I thought 53 and 61 were old when my parents died...now that I am near 60 I see that they never had the chance to grow up, get old, meet and enjoy their grandchildren...and I thought they would be here for it all.
So true....I couldn't have said this any better. It's also about letting go as your children grow and letting them make there own lives and choices even though you may not agree. You have to stand back and be supportive despite how you feel. Being a mother is one of the greatest joys in life but at the same time one of the most difficult. I wouldn't want it any other way!! <3