Embracing Change…

I few days ago, I really wanted…no needed frozen yogurt.  The twinners were in Chicago on a trip for history class, so I thought it would be fun to take the oldest boy child, my sweet “Bug”, out for some delicious frozen goodness.  I adore this kid and thought it would be nice to have some one-on-one time with him.

He arrived home from school and told me about his day, as usual.  I then, unable to contain my excitement, suggested that we go to the Pump House for frozen yogurt.  Just a year ago, he would have been out the door and in the car before I finished the sentence.  But now, his response was much different…

“Can we go another time?  I was hoping to go bowling with my friends.”

My heart dropped…he was choosing not only his friends, but the stinky, germ infested bowling alley over his Mama.  Granted, he has been bowling since he was 4 years old.  He loves it!  I smiled and said,  “No worries!  We can find another time.”   Once he left the room, my eyes filled with tears.  No so much because I was sad, although I did really want frozen yogurt with “Bug”, but because my baby boy was growing up…

img_7987   He is 16. He is driving. He has a girlfriend. HELP ME!

I reminded myself…He is suppose to be hanging out with his friends and having fun. Please know, I am an advocate for embracing change, but experiencing your babies growing up and creating lives of their own is challenging for the heart.  I think I am going to need an extra scoop of frozen yogurt after this Mommy Moment!

“The only way to make sense out of change is to plunge into it, move with it and join the dance.” ~Alan W. Watts

Love Your Self…Embrace Yourself…Just Be You…



8 thoughts on “Embracing Change…

  1. Oh Roda, I’m getting teary eyed just thinking about it. I have two boys who would one day echo similar words to me too. It’s tough sometimes watching them grow up but at least we’re getting to watch them grow up. 🙂 I think I’ll have some frozen yogurt too!

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