Arrivederci Italia!

This week I made the mistake of diving into the costs of Upper school at TCA. I say mistake, because it's overwhelming. I'm sure high school was expensive for my parents too.. but my gosh. TCA is A LOT before you even factor in the "extra expenses".

I have such grandiose plans as 4 more trips with Tristan before he graduates.  But, alas, I cannot do it.  He's headed on Spring Break with the Rhodes family and I'm SO grateful but also so jealous that I don't get this trip with him. I want more time.  I want to go back. I miss you Tristan. I miss you thinking I was fun, and cool and wanting me around. I miss you talking to me, sitting and having more than 7 minutes of time together at the dinner table. I miss the stories, I miss helping you study (not going to lie, evenings "off" are kind of nice) but I love watching you fly.

So while i'm sad that I probably won't be going to Italy anytime soon... or ever... I am grateful that you are finding your way.  This picture from last night just proves you are in the next phase or fun, friends ... and girls...God help me.


So I celebrate you growing up and forging your way, and as I do my best to fade into the background... know that I am always here if you need me.  Just one bedroom door away. I'm here to listen, to laugh, to offer any wise words (I pray that the Holy Spirit gives me) or even watch a movie *gasp*.

I miss my little boy, but I'm so thankful that I get to be your mom and I get to watch you grow into an awesome young man. I've made a lot of mistakes but I want you to know that everything I've done (right or wrong) has been out of love.

Go get'em T.... you're ready!

And as for me, I'll just google a lot of Italy pictures and videos and see it that way.  
For you to have more, that's enough for me.

Love, Mom

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