She’s leaving home…

It happened suddenly last week – just like that.  Susannah told us on Tuesday night that she might be moving out and on Wednesday it was no longer a possibility, it was a reality and it was happening in three days time.

Gulp!  Was I ready for this?  Not really.  I thought she would stay at home until the end of the year, so I had mentally primed myself to face this then – not now.  No not now.

When Susannah came home from work last Wednesday, she had a smile from ear to ear – she was excited and happy at her decision to move in with two very good friends into an apartment nearby.  In fact she can see the roof of my sister’s house from her balcony, so she has not gone far.  How could I not share her joy?  How could I crush her dreams of a new beginning with the typical “Mum” questions?  So, I shut my mouth and gave her a big hug.  Johnny told me later that he could see the shock and sadness that I was feeling inside – and yes, he is right, those feelings are there, but I am proud that my daughter is longing to fly the coop and be independent.

Ever since that day almost 22 years ago when I first held her in my arms, I knew that one of my goals as a mother was to raise  a young woman who could live independently from me – wisely and well.  Well I have tried and done my best and now she is ready to leave.

We helped her move last Saturday and it was crazy and chaotic.  Somehow, she and her friends have acquired most of the essential items for living in an apartment together.  They will get a fridge and washing machine today.  What I will not miss is the clutter associated with Susannah – shoes, bags, DVDs, CDs, books and her clothes – they are leaving too.

The boys are most curious as to what will happen to her room.  They have both told me that they are sure it will become my sewing room.  Johnny has told me that this would be great as he would no longer have to listen to the whir of the sewing machine while trying to watch TV.  When I responded to them that I quite liked looking out the window of the family room, Michael reminded me of the silver birch outside their bedroom windows.  “After all Mum, this is what sold me on being happy to have my room when we moved here – you told me I could look out at that tree” –  that was thirteen years ago and he still remembers?  It is a beautiful silver birch.

For now, I live in a male dominated household.  How do I feel about that?  Ok really, they are chatty, listen to me talk about girly stuff such as my quilts, they make me cups of tea – they are good company – all of them.  Susannah is not chatty, I have to do things with her and we go to the gym together – three times each week – so I will see her then and when she comes home for dinner on Monday nights.  She has not gone far – yet!

 

 

About sarahcondie

I am a Christian, a wife, a mother, an ex-librarian, a minister's wife, a women's Pastor, a quilter, a reader, I enjoy thinking about things slowly, I love cups of tea, I love sitting at my kitchen table in dappled sunlight and chatting with my friends, my children's friends, my family abut anything and everything.
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8 Responses to She’s leaving home…

  1. Cath says:

    Oh wow Sarah – must be tough – I can’t quite imagine! No wonder you are reeling just a little bit! So good that she’s not going too far away. And good too that she’s going on good terms, which isn’t always the case.

    Thinking of you…

  2. Sarie says:

    Love and prayers to you all as you make the adjustment. The beautiful, faithful fruits of your parenting over the years are about to blossom, and what a glorious show they will make!

  3. Melinda says:

    Thanks for sharing this momentous time Sarah and your feelings. I bet you will be all the more eager to get to the gym in the morning knowing it will give you that time together at the start of the day. I’m sure your friendship will deepen over the next few months as Susannah realises how much you have taught her, especially about keeping house, and how much she misses you.

  4. Jenny says:

    It is a whole mix of emotions sadness, pride, fear and the adjustment. I felt like Chris was kidnapped from me one day after school to go and start his new job with the phase of move out occurring in the weeks that followed. Now Jacob wants to go and spend some time with his father and the thought of no one to consider for meals and washing and supplies becomes a fear in itself. But now to watch Harmony and Daniel developing their own family routines makes my heart sing.For everything there is a season

  5. Verina says:

    That is how i felt when my boy moved to Canberra to go to Uni. We got on well, we talked alot, and now he was going. It has been 1 yr and I still miss him. I don’t ring as often as I should often because it just reminds me he is not here. I love it when he comes home, but it is not often, or when we go down, and he gets us to stock up his cupboard with food!
    My daughter will move out in the next few years and I will go through it again. I am glad I have raised confident kids, and I knew this day would come, but it still hurts. ❤

  6. Jo Bidwell says:

    Such lovely heart warming words wrapped in love. Thanks for continuing to be such a great example of a loving mum. xx

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