Transitions

Just say the word transition to a boomer woman and they will more than likely wonder which transition you are speaking about. It seems as though our lives are full of them.

Last fall, I transitioned from being Mom to three children at home during the summer, to an empty nester within one week.

This summer, I transitioned from being an empty nester, to having my 22 and 19 year-old children back home.

Last week brought another transition. For ten years, one of our annual family vacations has been to go to Bethany Beach with a few other families and do nothing but spend time with all the kids and close friends. Days were spent on the beach playing any imaginable beach game we could muster up. We’d play catch in the ocean and on the beach, and from the beach to the ocean, and vice versa. It didn’t matter if we were throwing a ball, Frisbee or any kind of shell – as long as we could make a game of it. We’d skim board, ride rafts, and body surf – all ages. Every night we’d grill and all 15-20 of us would eat dinner together and then hang out in rooms, decks, or on the beach. Many nights were ended with a rip roaring game of Joke-R-Rummy or some other goofy card game. We’d play poker with candy and eat our way through the night. We were always on the no carb left behind diet because everyone brought their favorite munchies to share. On years when we were totally organized, the week ended with a pyramid picture of all the kids with the ocean behind them. Life was grand.

Enter transition – this year our youngest couldn’t make it because he goes to college year ‘round in Florida. Two of the other young men graduated from college in May. They began their jobs the Monday of our vacation. Another family couldn’t make it because their son made it to a national soccer tournament the week before and won, which meant they had to use a week’s vacation attending the tournament.

While we prepared, knowing it was going to be different, nothing can prepare you for these life changes than life itself. The weather was fantastic, the company was still great, but there was a huge void. Some of the kids were without their friends to hang out with for the week, and the parents were without that precious, carefree vacation time spent with our children. Of course there were many phone calls to let the kids know they were missed. I even bought the traditional tee shirt from the local surf shop and a box of taffy to send to my youngest this week. Along with them will be a Nerd Rope, a yearly junk food item purchased by the box for vacation. The package goes in the mail today.
Another mom bought a message in the bottle so all of us could sign and send it to our youngest so he knows how sorely he was missed.

Yeah, life is often bittersweet. We spend such a huge portion of our lives drawing near to these kids and loving the heck out of them, and then they gently begin their independent streak. While we are so proud of, and happy for them, our mothers’ hearts weep when we see them drifting towards the life for which we so tenderly and carefully prepared them. Through it all, we must always give thanks that they are healthy and capable of being independent and following their dreams. Praise God that we can see the beauty in the separation, knowing He is their ultimate parent.

What is your summer transition? Do you have one?

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7 Comments

  1. Posted August 13, 2007 at 5:48 am | Permalink

    Dotsie - what a beautiful post. We, too, are in transition so this post hits home. Both our sons have been on their own for a few years, but the youngest came back to the nest this summer. We had downsized houses (and upsized land) so this continues to be a tremendous adjustment. With no end in sight for his stay, it’s something we’re struggling with. We want to provide a stable, loving home for him until he gets on his feet again, but we don’t want to enable the “junk” that got him to this point of having no where else to turn.

    Daily prayers for God to give us an abundance of wisdom in this situation is all that gets us through sometimes!

    Thank you for such a thoughtful, beautiful post - I could almost see and hear you at the beach!

  2. Posted August 13, 2007 at 6:00 am | Permalink

    My husband leaving his job to return to school full time. Selling our home. My daughter marrying and moving to Dallas. My son engaged, new daughter-in-love emerging in our lives. Richard graduating in four months, not knowing where he will attend college for his master’s, or where he will work after graduation. Living on Suzie’s income only.

    Transition is my middle name this summer. : )

  3. Posted August 13, 2007 at 6:50 am | Permalink

    Tracy, you are wise to take him back and allow him to grow completely into the man he needs to be before entering the world alone. Thanks for responding.

    Gracious Suzie. Boy are you on a roll. I think you win the transition prize!

  4. Posted August 14, 2007 at 8:11 pm | Permalink

    I can really relate to this post. It’s hard when the kids go off on their own and leave behind family traditions.

    This summer I am transitioning big time. Both kids were married this summer. My youngest, just this last weekend. I think I cried more this last wedding just because he is my baby and the last kid is married off. I’m waaaaaay too young for that, yet here I am.

    We’ve gained two new family members. Now, I think it’s time to try some new traditions.

    Great post.

  5. Posted August 15, 2007 at 3:56 am | Permalink

    Jan, I can’t imagine going through the weddings. I would think there are so many mixed emotions. Focus on the addition of the two new family members and creating new traditions and life will be good. Out with the old, in with the new. Congrats!

  6. Posted August 15, 2007 at 5:18 am | Permalink

    Okay, I’m catching up here and have to add my comment. Jon is going to be 21 on August 31 and for the first time, he’s driving himself back to college! I guess that means, I’ll be crying on the doorstep instead of in the car. This summer for the first time, we all took separate vacations (ours was painting!), but it was so odd! And now the college ritual is being lost…I’m transitioning again!

  7. Posted August 17, 2007 at 1:51 am | Permalink

    Connie, I recall our son driving himself back to college almost ten hours, several times alone. I am so grateful those days are over. We’d load him up and off he went, so independent and never complained. I love that kid.

    Yes, you will cry at the doorstep, just as I cried in the driveway. Parenting can be tough, but when they can go away alone and are happy living independently, we know we’ve done our job. You are in my thoguhts and prayers.

    I have one leaving next Saturday and one that’s been away since last September and didnt’ even get the summer off. He just turned 19, so young. We are visiting him in Spetember. Can’t wait. We also just made his reservations to come home for Thanksgiving and Christmas. So much to look forward to.

    Stay strong.