Away from home

After getting off the phone, I find myself thinking, ‘If only I could be there, taking care of things for him, making sure he has everything he needs’ ‘to keep him safe and protect him forever’. But life does not work like that. I know all this wishful thinking is a mother’s response to an empty nest. My son has flown the coop and is not at home anymore..he is in India in a boarding school, learning his way in the world. I know he is well taken care of but still the heart wants what the heart want...I miss him so much that I have a permanent ache in my stomach.
I know I need to let him go..let him find his way..but it’s a difficult process..one I am coming to terms with very very slowly. Even though he is away, I know he still needs me but in a few years that too will end as he becomes more and more independent..soon he will have his own life apart from us..maybe this is a way of preparing us for that day..