#SOL14 - Growing Pains

I'm sitting on the couch, listening to the Husband talk about the shelves he just built in the garage. My phone buzzes; I look down to see that my oldest son has texted me.

It's the weekend, when he typically hermits himself away with his friends, so I'm surprised.

"Just a sec," I tell the Husband, holding my phone up to show him I have a text.

I slide my finger across the screen and tap open the text. As I read, my chest tightens. The Husband is still talking. I shake my head at him.

"No, wait" I say, my eyes fixating on my phone.

He's been in a car accident. The other guy was on a motorcycle. No helmet.

The images that cloud my brain are ugly.

The texts continue. I'm wishing he had called instead.

It wasn't his fault; the guy ran into him while trying to pass him. He's fine, just shaken up. The other guy was bleeding from the back of his head, but it wasn't a serious injury.

He says it all happened more than thirty minutes ago. He was just texting to let me know, but he took care of everything himself.

We exchange a few more texts, and I let him go, knowing we'll talk later.

The ugly images clear a little, but not by much. This is an unwelcome reminder that my little boys are out roaming the world without me now, that I can't fix everything anymore -- that ever thinking I could fix it all was a silly ruse I played on myself.

But it is also a welcome reminder. They don't need me to fix it all, and that's a good thing.


  1. Wow, definitely a scary text. How comforting that he was able to take care of everything himself. They grow up, and it's wonderful to see their growing independence.

  2. Letting our kids grow up just might be one of the hardest parts of parenting. I got one of those texts as well tonight, so I can only imagine the panic you must've been feeling.

    It sounds like you've done a great job with him. He took care of everything and then let you know. I'm so glad nobody was seriously hurt. Hang tight Mama...

  3. Ugh... I'm not looking forward to those steps of letting go. I'm just trying to deal with getting a tween up the day after Daylight Savings.

  4. Very scary but lots of good news despite that. Independent. Problem solver. Grown up. All those things we're scared because it means we have to let go.

  5. Kelly,
    What a scary text! I'm glad everyone is ok. These words really caught my attention, "that I can't fix everything anymore -- that ever thinking I could fix it all was a silly ruse I played on myself." Having kids in about the same age range, I know just what you mean.