Perspective

It's amazing how your perspective changes
Over time.
I think it was the thought of Tanner leaving...
That was worse than the actual leaving.
The first couple weeks were hard-
Really hard.
I cried a lot.
So many different emotions
Swirling in my head.
But now, I'm stronger.
And I'm happy.
And I'm proud.
Now, instead of checking for a text or phone call from him,
I check the mailbox
And my email.
(And I still check his hamper each time I do the wash-
And I still count kids when we all sit down together)
But it's ok.
And each day gets better.
And he is doing well
And serving the Lord.
And I love him.
That's gotta count for something, right?