My Kids The GOppets

Grown & Flown

I’ve been following this page on FB called Grown & Flown. It’s super relatable to empty nesters like me whose kids are now adults & (semi) living their grown-up lives, doing grown-up things. Try’na be independent but still need their mommies at one point or another hehe.

I also recently just followed Guilty Chocoholic Mama. I love that the author, Elizabeth Spencer, is a CHRISTian Mama. So by following them & reading their sentiments, feeling ko may kakampi ako at hindi ako nagiisa. Naiibsan ng konti ang kalungkutan ko.

When the kids were much younger, I always felt this overwhelming melancholy whenever I’d think of how one day, instead of picking them up from school that was a mere 5-minute commute from home, they’d be going to bigger schools located much farther away. I’d quelch it agad, reasoning I still have plenty of time before that dread becomes a reality.

But time just flew by so fast. The school that once was just a hop, a skip, and a jump away became a college located in another city. Several cities away, in fact. Paano na pag umulan? Paano na pag nalimutan ang baon? Paano na pag sobrang traffic at hindi makauwi? Paano na pag abutin ng gabi? Ang daming “paano na?”

In 2015, when I realized that I finally had to get Ate a halfway home due to circumstances which were already beyond my control, I braced myself for the huge impact on my life that would follow. Umpisa na ng kalbaryo ko. I knew then & there that I could no longer stop my babies from growing & flying out of the nest. Life already calls for it.

From a unit in Manila, to another in Pasig when Duktura went to med school. Followed by one more in Taguig when she started working, and now in Makati for my Babyson naman who is interning in the area, we have gone full circle.

The 2 younger kids also learned to drive themselves back & forth as they “inherited” the units one after the other, becoming more & more independent as each year passed.

Just recently, we moved in our new MD to his rental in Makati. Nanghinayang ako sa monthly lease when I can use the amount for my monthly amortization sana if we were to purchase instead. But then again, we don’t know where his future lies, or where God will take him for his residency program. Kaya pikit-mata nalang muna until there is a more permanent assignment regarding his placement in the medical field.

For 2 weeks, we tried kung pwedeng uwian, kaso talagang hindi. Sobrang bagsak sya sa pagod with the ungodly hours & mega traffic. Late na ang uwi, maaga pa ang pasok, huhu.

Nakakatuwa naman yung building nya kasi may overpass at lagusan sa kung saan-saan, pati nadin papunta sa ospital. At least kampante ang dibidb ko na hindi sya tumatawid sa malaking kalsada.

And I’m so so grateful that even though they’re big na, if & when time permits, we can still do things together as a family.. like moving in! teamGOppets to the rescue & forda support. 😉

Allow me to share this poem with you.. Now, I follow you. By Elizabeth Spencer.

“At first, I carried you. Then I walked beside you. Then I followed close behind. But now, I follow you from some distance. I’ve dropped back to where I belong at this particular mile marker of your journey.
Now, it’s time for you to take the lead. And for me to trust that I protected you well enough when I carried you, and when we walked side-by-side, for you to feel secure out in front.
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But I’m still here, and that helps us both. I’m a few miles back, watching you do your thing. Watching you choose, navigate, figure out. You are capable, careful, and considerate. It is a privilege to see.
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As an observer of your life, I am not displaced; I am in the right place. I’m a text or a phone call or a FaceTime chat or, sometimes, an overnight drive away. Letting you go gradually is what helps you do it well and me to do it at all.

This is love that has loosened its grip. This is love that will always hold on, just more loosely. This is love that has an open palm outstretched, in case you need to grab onto it again.
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This is love still at the ready, so that if you say, “Are you coming, mama?” as often as possible, for as long as possible, my answer will be, “Yes, I’m coming. I’ll be there soon.”
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O diba? Nakakaiyak? Hagulgol me jan, pramis! </3
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