Choking back the tears…
Tears of uncontrollable joy.
Tears of longing for this moment to last just a little bit longer.
Tears for this snippet of life coming to a close.
Tears of pride as my memory wheel spins out of control.
Tears of love.
As I watch my daughter play, in her very last volleyball game of her high school career, I’m choking back tears…well, let’s be honest, tears are steadily falling down my cheeks.
As tears stream down my face and I allow the tears to fall, not hiding my joy and pain mixed together, I feel a sense of warmth and peace.
I’m not consumed with sadness even though the tears say otherwise.
It is time for me to let go a bit…
to slowly slip out of her tiny hand, gripping onto me, as we walk through life together…
slowly let go of and release, the now adult hand holding onto mine silently reassuring me she is ready…
she is more than ready.
