This morning our son left for his second tour of teaching English in South Korea. The first time he went, he stayed two years. This time, he has a specific plan for his life, and if things gel as he hopes during this year, he will come home in one year. If he needs more time for his plan, he will come home in two years.
I don't know why, because I wasn't a wreck like this the first time he left, but this time when he left, my heart just broke in two. I came home and sobbed! I already miss him so much. I am happy that he is excited and has a plan. But that doesn't help my heart that is hurting.
He posted this on Facebook. He has a beautiful soul.
The moon is set, while the sun still slumbers
That magical time in-between
I am the early bird.
A gentle song weaves
through the darkness
My time has finally come
to cut these strings.
I sip my last cup of tea
as I prepare to ride a great sky bird
to that special place
between greetings and goodbyes.
Sometimes being a mom is so difficult.