A simple hug - can say a million words. I found this out on Thanksgiving Day, what a blessing - I had much more to be grateful for than I had ever imagined.
I have only one Son, he is the one in the picture with me - this was taken less then 3 years ago, in fact, it was taken just weeks before he left for college. Sending your child away to college, I found out is no easy task, and though it can be tough on them the first year, they adjust quite easily, much quicker than we do. And i don't know if I ever really adjusted, maybe I should say, that I just got use to missing him all the time.
By the end of his first year - he was loving the college life - wouldn't have traded it for anything. He was still coming home for holidays, even though he was gone allot while home, out visiting old friends, he was still home.
By mid second year, his visits became less frequent, and he definetly had shortened their length in stay.
Though, this is always hard, as we all look so forward to his homecoming each and every time, I do understand his reasons for not staying as long. We live in such a small town with so little to do, whereas living in a beautiful college town. Who wouldn't rather stay than come home.
That really wasn't what had started to bother me, actually gnaw away at my thoughts, and impede my time which would have otherwise been enjoyable. It was his distancing himself from us emotionally, the normal hugs, less calls home, the very few "I love you's", many things. I tried to just reassure myself that it was all apart of growing up, something we all do, but most of us never notice that we are doing it, and in our youth, most of us are to self-absorbed to.
By the third year, he rarely came home, and only called when he wanted something. Again, this was just a part of of growing up - though it wasn't much comfort and still tore at my heart strings, actually shredding them would be more appropriate.
That was until this Thanksgiving - I noticed a kinder, sweeter, caring, even showing compassion for others outside of himself or his friends - and then when it was time for him to leave; I got the "infamous Hug". A hug that took every fear, question, worry, pain, and heartbreak that I had endured over the last 3 years, completely away. One simple hug - nothing simple about it though, this little hug said more than most could express in a lifetime of trying. I knew at that moment, that it wasn't that he was growing up and making a life for himself over the past three years - it was that at that moment - "He had finally grew up" and he still loved and needed his family as he always had.
What an amazing hug,
I am so very blessed! Amen.
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