I remember the feelings of joy and relief when you were born
Perfect little body with big eyes staring in wonder at your new world
I remember the feeling of panic that struck me when I was first pregnant
How would I cope without “me” time ever again
I remember the trials of early mommyhood and the complete joy of eating a freezie while lying in the grass on a hot summer day
I remember teenage angst and wondering if you would ever navigate the waters of life without crashing on the shore
I remember the long year that you lived half way around the world when you were just nineteen
Now I feel that same panic I felt when you were just stirring inside me, what is my life now that you are all grown and not needing me?