“I think our lives are about to be destroyed anyway. I truly, deeply love you, and before we die I want you to know.” – Padmé, Star Wars II, Attack of the Clones
I suppose we all knew this day would come.
When I put MOM right in the title of my blog and moniker, I should have realized that eventually the kid, my kid, my one and only kid, was going to grow up – as all kids do. *sniff* Damn kids. And while I’ll technically always be his mom, I really don’t fill the societal mom-role much anymore. Padawan Learner gets himself up and out in mornings, has friends and friendships that have nothing to do with me, makes money doing work for other people, is able to cook and clean and study and make decisions without my supervision, and he will be going off to make a life of his own within the next year or so.
Frankly, I don’t know if I’m ever going to get used to the idea of him as a Gr… Gr… Grow… Grown Up, but if Amy can do it, then so will I. Maybe I’ll take to painting my washer and dryer in my spare time. Poor things would be so thick with paint that they’d never fit back inside the laundry room… Probably our last hurrah as a family will be a trip to Ireland this summer. One of my greatest wishes is that he loves the place as much as DW and I do.
I’m not sure what I’ll do with this space, maybe I’ll put it back up for grabs once the URL renew comes due again. There has to be another mom out there with a kid or kids that love Star Wars as much as my Padawan Learner. Maybe I’ll keep everything here exactly like it is – rather than turning his bedroom into a shrine of his youth… Maybe I’ll eventually convert it into something completely unrelated to what it currently is.
May the Force be with us all.