I held his hand as we walked to the bus stop, for me not for him. I kissed his cheek a million times, and he wiped it off. I hugged him tight, told him to be nice and then I let him go. He walked so proudly onto that bus, sat down and smiled out of the window as we waved him goodbye.
I'm jealous of the woman he will be spending all of his day with. Jealous that she gets to see his smiles, know exactly what he is doing, hug him if he is sad and see his eyes light up as she teaches him so many new things. The mommy in me wants so much to hold on. Hold on to his innocence and never let the world hurt him in any way. But the mommy in me also wants to share this amazing gift I've been given, with the world.
I love this boy. This boy who has blessed my life in so many ways. This boy who will some day grow to be a man. This boy, I will forever call my son.
