Yes, this is as it should be. Yes, I accept and understand and, in unselfish moments, rejoice in this grown person who does not look back when I drive away**.
But I should still have brought my dark sunglasses to wear on the flight home. Especially because this song was on the radio as I dropped him off.
I'll be patient, one more month
You'll wrap your fingers round my thumb
Times are changing, I know, but who am I if
I'm the person you become
If I'm still growing up, up, up, up
I'm still growing up, up, up, up...
I still feel those tiny fingers, round my thumb.
* In case I missed any of his subtle exit cues, there were several actual glares yesterday before I left for my hotel. This is why I should not be allowed to do this alone. Last year my husband forcibly removed me from his room. I did redeem myself today by singlehandedly setting up a dual band wireless networkin 15 minutes flat, and buying him a large Mighty Meat pizza for late night leftover purposes.
** Of course. parents' weekend is a month away, so I'll be right back, full of resolve to be mature and independent. Like my kid.