Sep 14, 2015

Wowser G's!

Has it really almost been two months since I last posted?

Seems I forgot I had a blog.

It's ok though, at least on my end, and I don't feel too bad about my disappearance because I was busy living life and doing the following:

Hit up some food trucks

Celebrated birthdays
Went to work
Went to work some more
Helped a kid navigate love
Packed and sent a kid to college
Bathed some guinea pigs
Paid bills
Shot a wedding
Enjoyed a few walks with my love
Went on adventures with the girls
and well, did a bunch of other stuff too.  

The sending the kid to college thing, all while she was experiencing a good relationship with a boy she cares about deeply and had to leave, was really hard.  REALLY hard.  For her and for me.  Lots of tears were shed.  Her tears were for the boy, my tears were for her as I knew she was struggling and I also knew I was going to miss her.

I also know that some of my readers are in the same boat as me.  Kids are leaving the nest and there is a sadness that hits your heart all the while you have this immense pride at their growth as well.

It's hard to explain

 (Mr. K and Miss M saying good-bye)

One night, after a late night talk with Miss M, I couldn't sleep so I wrote the following poem. Maybe some of you who are in my shoes can relate.

Stepping Back - by Amy Williams

As we sat talking in the middle of the night
I caught glimpse of her tears in the soft room light

"I don't want to leave him!" She exclaimed with strained voice
and with those words it hit me, her future is no longer my choice

It wasn't before but as her mom and best friend
We'd work through plans together, on me she did depend

But now, deep in her emotion, I pick up on a simple truth
It's time for me to step back, she is walking away from her youth.

The experiences ahead are big, exciting, and grand
She's leaving home, there's college, and a love that wasn't planned

She's ready for this, there's no doubt in my mind
So I'm stepping back, releasing, her future is hers to find.

And now, in her life, I will play a different role
But I couldn't be prouder as independence was always the goal.

So I wrote the poem.  We packed the car.  We drove 10 hours.  Now she is at school adjusting and learning the ropes of being a college freshman.  Me?  I'm adjusting too.  With her gone and Bug and Jet deep into their daily school routine, I am left with a little more time to create again.  

And creating is really what I needed to do.  So I did.

I just skipped right over the fall crafts and headed right to Christmas.  I cranked out 32 little Gnome/Elf ornaments yesterday and I'm working on stocking my Etsy shop, which has been closed, back up.  

Aren't they cute?  I made these last year too but made them later in the season so all of you that asked for them, they are back!  I'll let you know when they are ready for ordering.

And, also, because I have had some emails about it, yes, I will be offering personalized clay ornaments again this year, too.

Bottom line, I'm back.  It's good to be back.  Watch for more to come.  


Anonymous said...

It's going to be good to have you back. It's hard being a mom, isn't it.

Kat said...

Aww man, that pic of her and Dad, I teared up a little. Then the poem got me. My daughter is 12 so I'm still hanging on as closely as she'll let me. I love your experience and wisdom, it's good to see you back on the blog!! (and back to creating goodies)

Linda Metcalf said...

So happy to see you back! LOVE the Santas! I'm always looking forward to your makes.

Diva Mom said...

It's a tough time for a mom... Did this last year with my only daughter! Give it a year, and you will be marveling at what an incredible job you did (pat self on back copiously) and how much more she is prepared to handle than you may have thought. Still hurts to be without her, but I do not regret shedding a single tear or a single sleepless night seeing who she has become. Hugs and God bless!