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Labor Day weekend. The end of summer… Schools back in session… Once upon a time, it was the \u201cnew television season\u201d\u2026 The beginning of the presidential campaigns (I wish it WERE only starting now, instead of two hundred weeks ago)\u2026. Anyway, these few days are called many things, but they are also regarded by many, many families as the Festival of the Empty Nest. Many young people are going off to college for the first time. <\/p>\n
Leaving home, whether it is to dive into life, or for the intermediary step of a college career, or the military, or a job opportunity, is a Rite of Passage. For parents and children alike it is, or should be, the essence of Bittersweet. All of a sudden, 18 years or so seems like a blur; everyone becomes conscious of unfinished projects and unshared words; but the clock is ticking, the calendar is calling, and life awaits. <\/p>\n
I watched the Republican convention this week and wondered about the rising class of future leaders. Impressive speakers, comparatively young to be national leaders, boosted the candidate, but also, as part of their assignments, introduced themselves to a national audience. I thought, here are people who might be on the scene four or eight years from now, or 20: should they hold back with their searing testimonies or impressive personal stories, until \u201ctheir day in the sun\u201d arrives? Of course not!<\/p>\n
That day might never come. Or, the way to assist its advent is to tell all, show all, be all, right now. It is a lesson framed many ways: \u201cCarpe diem\u201d \u2013 seize the day. \u201cNever a second chance at a first impression.\u201d \u201cStrike while the iron is hot.\u201d \u201cWe pass this way but once.\u201d<\/p>\n
I saw this as a lesson to be applied in family situations when kids leave home, too. Having regrets should not equate with not letting go. And every one of us should say all that we can, express everything, without reservation. Children can juggle the loss of the family\u2019s pod-like security and the excitement of independence. However, their parents will always be as close as a phone call, e-mail, text, or an ATM. <\/p>\n
For parents there is no way properly to describe the mixed feelings of the mixed blessing. You will miss the daughter or son \u2013 for many of us, despite the contrary assurance of worldly logic, a crater suddenly exists in our everyday lives. But we are wired as parents to possess an indescribable joy in seeing our children take their next steps into the world. Spread their wings. It is RIGHT. It is what you have prepared your child for \u2013 even if not yourself, fully \u2013 these 18 years. <\/p>\n
Being a parent was never easy. Right? Then how is it that the hardest part comes when they leave our homes?<\/p>\n
I\u2019m not sure science has ever analyzed tears. Maybe one of our budding students will win the Nobel Prize for such research. But there are tears of pain, of regret, of sorrow, of bitterness, of lost opportunities, of lost love and found love, and surely tears of joy. The tears that parents (and, I can remember back that far, children too) shed during these rites of passage are of a special composition. Distilled, they somehow confirm to us God\u2019s loving \u201cwheel\u201d of life \u2013 \u201cthere is a season,\u201d He tells us. Whether a little scary, or seemingly sudden, or a guarantee of big changes in our lives\u2026 we must seize the season too. <\/p>\n
\u201cLetting go?\u201d Think of it as spreading your arms in fond farewell, so that they can be open to receive, when the next season comes.<\/p>\n
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I have never heard a song, or read lyrics, that more beautifully reflect the bundle of emotions in the Rite of Passage of children leaving home (in this case, a college student). \u201cLetting Go,\u201d by Doug Crider and Matt Rollings.<\/p>\n
She’ll take the painting in the hallway,
\nThe one she did in junior high.
\nAnd that old lamp up in the attic,
\nShe’ll need some light to study by.<\/p>\n
She’s had 18 years to get ready for this day.
\nShe should be past the tears; she cries some anyway.<\/p>\n
Letting go: There’s nothing in the way now,
\nOh, letting go, there’s room enough to fly.
\nAnd even though she spent her whole life waiting,
\nIt’s never easy letting go.<\/p>\n
Mother sits down at the table,
\nSo many things she’d like to do.
\nSpend more time out in the garden,
\nNow she can get those books read too.<\/p>\n
She’s had 18 years to get ready for this day.
\nShe should be past the tears; she cries some anyway.<\/p>\n
Letting go: There’s nothing in the way now,
\nOh, letting go, there’s room enough to fly.
\nAnd even though she spent her whole life waiting,
\nIt’s never easy letting go.<\/p>\n
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For a music video of this song, amazingly performed by the amazing Suzy Bogguss (wife of Doug Crider), click:<\/p>\n