But as I spent the day yesterday deconstruction the loft bed in the boy's room, the two seemed to be more similar than I imagined.
Letting go. And being excited about it.
Seeing the boy head off to a new adventure and challenge with a smile made me feel excited for him. Yes, I could mourn the days of him being little, or I could embrace the excitement of seeing him grow.
The few people that knew I was also taking down the loft bed were surprised. They wondered how I felt, if I was disappointed, sad or mad even that he didn't want it in his room after a year and a half.
Yes, those are patched holes on the walls, and a snake in the floor, but wow....how huge is that room? For now we are just using the single bed from the guest room, but that will probably be upgraded to a larger size. When I asked him about his "theme" for his room, he looked at me like I had three heads. Theme? Oh no, this will not be a themed room. I was just trying to get a feel for direction....sports? Orioles? Superheroes?
I think yes, that will be the theme. All of the above, and whatever else he likes. Within moderation, I like to let him do what he wants to liven up his own space.
And we won't talk about the spare room....oh no...and it's worse than it looks. I just couldn't bear to open the door any further than this.
New projects.....new rooms....new schools.
No looking back. It's all good.