A flower for you mama

I think the most beautiful part of being a mother is when your child reaches a milestone and somehow you also feel like you have reached it too.

My first born graduated from high school yesterday. I scanned the court and looked for his familiar tall physique.  I spotted him a few feet away happily chattering with his classmates.  I felt happy and sad at the same time.  Happy because finally high school is over and a new adventure awaits.  Sad because he’ll be flying his wings while  I have to take the back seat and let him be.  He has to discover new things without me worrying.  He has to make mistakes so that he will learn.  And how about that broken heart I’m sure one day he will experience…. again! Much broken than the first time he lay down beside me in bed one night.  He hugged me tight and he just started crying.  It’s true what they say!  A mother knows!  He didn’t explain.  I didn’t ask!  I just knew right then and there that he broke his heart.

They sang a song and disintegrated to look for their parents. He looked for me and when he finally did, he gave me a rose and a letter.  His little brother was quick to snatch the rose away from him as if saying this is mine.  I didn’t dare read the letter after he handed it to me.  I willed myself not to cry.  I am a great pretender when it comes to hiding my true feelings.  I wanted to read it alone.

“You will always be the number one girl in my heart mom!  No once can replace you!”

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Some photos of Fin.