A girl from the other end of the street just knocked on our door, and asked if Riley could come over. Riley slipped on her shoes, grabbed her brother, and off they went.
It didn’t occur to her to go without Seth. It didn’t occur to Seth not to go. It didn’t occur to me this moment would ever happen. The one where I say, “Sure, you two run along. Have fun!” The one where I come back to my empty living room, sit down and just listen to the quiet for a second.
Is this what people do? They let their kids just trot off down the street and go play? She will be eleven in two days and it’s not happened before. We’ve never had this luxury. Play dates have been few and far between and they’ve required a lot of pre-paving. But somehow she is ready. She can do this now. I feel it, and so does she.
I e-mailed Todd:
Our children just walked down the street with ____, like it’s nothing. She came to the door and asked if they could come over. I asked if her mom knew she was asking, she said yes. Off they went. I don’t know what to do with myself.
He zipped back:
Just sit and bask in the normalcy of it. You are an amazing mother and only through you is this moment possible. I love you.
Wandering around aimlessly, confusing the dogs.
A big old lump rests in my throat and my heart swells with appreciation for Todd, for Seth, and for my sweet Riley, who is really growing up.