This photo of me and my youngest son, Stephen, was taken last April, 2017. Yesterday, I helped Stephen move into his Freshman college dorm room. This afternoon, as I was home doing the dishes, it hit me like a ton of bricks. My baby is gone, and motherhood - my purpose for the last 21 years - has changed. I stood at the sink and felt tears falling down my cheeks. I felt so lost at that moment, and I found myself missing my son terribly. I know that he is safe, I know that he is beginning a wonderful adventure at college, and I will soon adjust and find new purpose, but right now - I miss my baby. Journaling, August 15, 2018
Tiramisu: Summer Cocktail