The night you leave

I’ve been doing this for a long time and you’d think after nearly 14 years of spending lonely nights missing worrying about your cough or telling you to go to bed I would be better. I’m not. Every time the emptiness presents itself in a different way. I close your doors to avoid walking in your rooms to not see you there. I find a note you wrote telling me to have a great weekend lose it. I watch The dog show by myself because I know you would be laughing with me. I miss you guys. That’s all. I’ll miss you every time you go to your dads. I’ll miss you when you go to college, when you have a family of your own and then I’ll have more people to miss.

I’m grateful to be your mom. I hope you’re having a good time at Dads and I’ll see you next week 🥰

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