Motherhood Evolves, but Never Ends

๐๐จ๐ญ๐ก๐๐ซ๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ง๐๐ฏ๐๐ซ ๐ฌ๐ญ๐จ๐ฉ๐ฌ. ๐๐ญ ๐ฌ๐ข๐ฆ๐ฉ๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐๐ฏ๐จ๐ฅ๐ฏ๐๐ฌ.
When our away-from-home young adults (college kids and older) get sick, it presents a new challenge for both them and us.
We worry because weโre not with them and donโt know if theyโre too weak to get up and refill their water bottle. We donโt know if their symptoms warrant a doctorโs visit, or if theyโre caring for themselves like we always cared for them. We just want to be with them, to help, to facilitate healing.
Often they wish they could be cared for, too. Itโs not fun or easy to navigate caring for yourself when youโre feeling crummy.
So we help in whatever way we can. Maybe we stop in with supplements, medicine soup or popsicles. Perhaps we order necessities and have them delivered. We probably answer lots of questions over text or phone, and serve as a comforting presence for as long as they need us. In some cases, we might drive to their place at college and bring them home for a few days.ย
Our older kids are learning through all this, too. And while this may be part of the whole letting go thing, no child is ever too old for Mom to bring some chicken soup and her loving, healing company.