We never really know until we’re parents ourselves

Now that I’m here in this season with my kids – that college and beyond season – I have renewed appreciation for how my parents supported me through this season.

I’m not sure I fully understood all the emotions they had to be juggling, or the depth of these emotions. Sure, I knew they missed me, but I was more focused on how much I missed them. And of course on living and loving life.

When, at 27, I shared that I would be moving to Atlanta with my now-husband (who was yet to be my fiancรฉ), I was mostly wrapped up in how they would feel about me moving because I was not yet engaged. They loved me and wanted me to be happy. (Well, my dad was not so happy about the decision to move without being engaged…). Somehow, it took months before I actually started to feel some of the ache that they felt as parents. And, when I was pregnant with my son and announced that our family was moving back home to the Chicago area to be near family again, their joy lit up their faces and the entire room we were in. I felt it infuse into my own heart and soul.

๐ˆ๐ญ ๐ญ๐จ๐จ๐ค ๐›๐ž๐œ๐จ๐ฆ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐š ๐ฆ๐จ๐ฆ ๐ฆ๐ฒ๐ฌ๐ž๐ฅ๐Ÿ ๐ญ๐จ ๐Ÿ๐ฎ๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐Ÿ๐ž๐ž๐ฅ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐ข๐ง๐ญ๐ž๐ง๐ฌ๐ข๐ญ๐ฒ ๐จ๐Ÿ ๐š๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐จ๐Ÿ ๐ญ๐ก๐š๐ญ.

Being an experienced college mom, and now with one out and on her own, I know there were feelings underneath the surface that my parents nurtured, while nurturing me with so much love and support and grace. They were all about helping me (and my brother) to fly and live my best life.

I’m holding onto their lessons and example as I continue to navigate this motherhood journey. My son, who will be living at home for a year after he graduates in May, has expressed a yearning to live somewhere brand new, in another state. Once he figures out his next steps, he will also figure out location. While I hope his path eventually leads him back near us, like mine did, I’m prepared to wholeheartedly support him on his journey wherever it may take him.

Yes, I feel that ache that I know my parents felt. But I also feel the same powerful love and longing for my kids to be happy. The mighty connection we share can never be broken. And I know that, regardless of location, love will always find a way to keep bringing us together.

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