My son left today and rode light rail, our public transportation system, to the library by himself. He is 13 1/2. I know it's about time. I've been encouraging him to develop a sense of adventure and branch out without me along. I had to let him go. Plus, his purpose was to see if he could volunteer at the library. How could I say no?
I was a nervous wreck. I actually laid down and made myself take a nap so I wouldn't be so freaked out the whole time. I wanted to follow on the next light rail just to keep an eye on him and make sure he was okay. I was more freaked out than when he started kindergarten.
It can be a scary world we live in and it would be nice if he had some friends downtown here where I live that he could run around with and do things together but he doesn't. So he either goes alone, like today, or with me and/or his little sister.
I love it when my kids grow and I see them hitting milestones and maturing. I just want to keep them safe at the same time.
As a side note: He was more excited and happy when he got back, safe and sound, than I have seen him since I moved down here. It's a good thing. Now excuse me while I go take some valerian root.