I stood in my kitchen tonight making my son’s lunch for a visit to a school
Tomorrow. We have homeschooled the last few years but we are considering sending him back to school. With this decision comes a few different trains of thought. The biggest one is trusting him to
The world for 8 hours a day and admitting the fact that may be best for him right now. As a parent and mom, the last part is the hardest to swallow. There is always a point where you have to let go in relationships, but knowing when and where is the hardest part. My boy is a good one, he loves southern rock and is brutally honest to a fault. He is the song in my heart and the melody on my tongue. How do you open your mouth and allow the song to escape without losing it all together? Ani Difranco describes the weight of love best in a song called School Night
“but then what kind of scale
compares the weight of two beauties
the gravity of duties
or the ground speed of joy?
tell me what kind of gauge
can quantify elation?
what kind of equation
could i possibly employ?”
These words echoed through my head while I was peeling an orange for his lunch. There is no good way to decide based on my love for my son because I would keep him with me always. I have to remove myself from the equation . So I am going to chose to allow him to peel his own orange and sing his own song. And I will tap my foot to his melody.
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Oh Anna. You really have a way with your writing. I really felt your emotion through your words.
That feeling of having to let your son go to school rather than stay at home and remain with you, that really hit a chord with me as a mother.
Beautifully written.
Thank you Jo xoxo this morning was heart wrenching when i had to peel
Him off of me and give him to the teacher. I cried for twenty minutes in the parking lot (I blame the hormones haha) but at the end of the day he had a great time and is ready to sign on the bottom line. Now I just need to get my heart in line 🙂
Anna (It’s BP, but really on behalf of ummm…EVERYONE) this is beautifully done and I echo Jo that as a father how hard it would be. I can only imagine how hard it is as a mother because of the bond that mothers and children have is so incredible. Look for a similar post from me in about a year…and i’ll include the boss’s (my wife) thoughts also!
Thanks BP 🙂 and my heart goes out to you all in a year!! I’ve already done the school thing once and it wasn’t any fun at all. Haha. Hopefully this time I will be more prepared for the separation.
Oh, girl. I feel for you. Having been through various forms of schooling and separation, I know this well. I also know that those little birdies sprout wings and fly when you least expect it…and quite often before we are ready. (me: crying in an airport parking garage for 20 minutes…..) I also know that you’ve done an amazing job with little j or he wouldn’t have the courage to face the big world ahead of him at school. You’re doing great. (but I’ve always known that) ????
Thanks babe! And I totally should have called you in the parking lot. You would have known exactly what to say 🙂 and j is a good one. Love his little heart
Beautifully written Anna <3 — I am a teacher in a public school… and we take special care of each of our little(or in my case Big) treasures that come through our door! Hope it all works out well for you my dear <3
Huge kudos to you for teaching! I taught middle school for 5 years and know you deserve pie!! 🙂