I didn’t know that when they placed her into my arms 18 years ago, that it would hurt this bad. No one prepared me to feel like I was being stabbed in the heart. I couldn’t stall any longer. I put the last suitcase in the trunk. She looked at me with tears in her eyes. There were so many words that we needed to say but she wanted to be on time for her first day of college. She hugged me quickly and got in. As I turned to go inside she yelled, “Mom, I love you”. I wept.
Bloggers note: This is my 100 word entry for http://velvetverbosity.com/. This weeks word is stabbed.