The Countdown Begins

7 Jun

Well, it’s begun … in my mind anyway … one week from tomorrow I will put my daughter on a plane without knowing when I will see her next … it could be three months … it could be nine months or even a year.

But, I need to keep reminding myself that this is her dream … she is living her dream … how many people can say that … or have the courage to live it?

My angst about her leaving is not about her not being able to get along without me … rather it’s all about me not being able to get along without her. Oh yes, I will function, I will do the day to day chores and activities that I’ve always done … but her physical presence will be missing from my life … I keep thinking – I’ve already lost the physical presence of one of my daughters …. it’s hard to fathom the thought of living without the presence of this daughter … but I have to … and I will.

I need to keep reminding myself that we all choose how we will react to the situations that arise in our lives. So, I will do my best to think positive thoughts, and keep remembering that in my case, “No news is good news.” Anna is embarking on an opportunity of a lifetime and I am SO proud of her. I know she will do her part to make our world a better place.

In the long run, I know I would feel worse if I made a scene and cried and carried on and begged her not to go.

I found this poem yesterday by Kahlil Gibran that rings true for me right now:

by Kahlil Gibran

Your children are not your children.

They are the sons and daughters of Life’s longing for itself.

They come through you but not from you,

And though they are with you yet they belong not to you.

You may give them your love but not your thoughts, 

For they have their own thoughts.

You may house their bodies but not their souls,
For their souls dwell in the house of tomorrow, 
which you cannot visit, not even in your dreams.

You may strive to be like them, 
but seek not to make them like you.

For life goes not backward nor tarries with yesterday.

You are the bows from which your children as living arrows are sent forth.

The archer sees the mark upon the path of the infinite, 
and He bends you with His might 
that His arrows may go swift and far.

Let our bending in the archer’s hand be for gladness;

For even as He loves the arrow that flies, 
so He loves also the bow that is stable.


3 Responses to “The Countdown Begins”

  1. Hey, great post, really well written. You should write more about this.

  2. dawn June 25, 2009 at 3:59 pm #

    OK so shes there. Where the hell are you???

  3. Anna June 28, 2009 at 3:54 am #

    Okay…update the darn blog, please! 🙂

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