Mama On The Edge Of Gone

Letting go isn’t a moment. It’s a million quiet ones. The mornings when they drive themselves. The nights when your goodnight text goes unanswered. It’s the ache of watching them grow away from you, even as you cheer them on. And if you’re like me, the fear isn’t just about losing control, it’s about losing connection.

And still, some days, it just plain hurts. The silence in the car. The way they shrug off a hug. The realization that they’re confiding more in friends than in you. It stings in ways no one warned us about. But in those moments, I remind myself: this distance isn’t rejection—it’s growth. It means they feel safe enough to explore the world without me constantly holding their hand. And when they do circle back—for advice, for comfort, for home-cooked meals—that connection, though stretched, feels even more precious. Letting go isn’t about absence. It’s about faith, in them, and in the love that raised them.

Letting go doesn’t have to mean losing your bond—it can mean trusting that bond is strong enough to stretch. It means shifting your role from caretaker to guide. Offering support when asked, giving space when needed, and staying emotionally available, even when it’s quiet on their end. Journaling or simply sharing with other moms walking this same road can help loosen the grip of fear. Letting go isn’t failure; it’s the final gift of parenting well.

Be sure to read “Letter To Mamas”.  It may be just what your heart needs today.