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I slept soo good last night. There is nothing better than going to bed knowing all your children are safe in their beds. Tonight, will be the last time for a very long time before that happens again.

No one tells you about the good night kiss and good night hugs that you take for granted now. When all our kids were little we prayed together and tucked them in. With my youngest, I held her and kissed her a thousand times… I hope she remembers that.

Our house was always noisy…but now…it’s quiet..with the occasional thumping around of our 13 year old.

I opened the door to my college sons room…the mess is the same…. but now I don’t care.

My favorite time of the day is early evening…time for dinner and all activities coming to an end….but now when the sun begins to set, the ache I cannot describe. The pain becomes almost paralyzing. I don’t want him to go back to school and his apartment and his job…but I know he must. Those times of hugging and kissing his little head are gone. He know hovers over me…and sometimes I catch my breath as he changes before my eyes from the tiny toddler to the man.

Oh mammas…watching your boys grow up goes as fast as the sun going down at night. You think you have hours…but it turns into just moments.

I hope he always longs for home. I hope he always misses my cooking…and I hope he always knows how much better I sleep when I know he’s in his bed asleep under the same roof as me.

I pray he always knows he is soo loved…and even though I know he must go….for just a moment…I wish we could go back and I could tuck him into bed….one last time.