My breaking point.

I'd love to say that I'm handling Will's impending graduation with grace - mailing his invitations, planning his party, sewing his memory quilt all while humming Pomp and Circumstance.  But let's be honest.  It's more like wiping my nose while panicking over his invitation design, remembering that I've forgotten his FAFSA application as tears stream down my face.

I've convinced myself that I'll be fine once the chaos of the next few weeks is done.  Although when I mention that fact, all three guys look at me like I have an extra head.  Honestly, I may have grown one.  No time to check.

We've been working overtime to make sure the house is ready, the old house is sold, the invitations go out, the video gets done, the party gets planned, the cake gets ordered, camp gets opened and the boat gets cleaned for our trip.  Throw a few work issues in there for Jeff and orders out the wazoo for me and life starts to get interesting.

Anyway, Jeff's been bothering me to "take a break" for a while now.  And this mom needed to see her oldest.  He's proof that children can and will survive once they leave our home.  He's a constant reminder that given wings, they can fly higher and further than I ever thought.  I was elated when I send him a text late Tuesday night to see if he had any free time coming up and his response was immediately that he could meet today.  Apparently, I wasn't the only one that needed a break.

We had brunch, shopped, talked and laughed for 2.5 hours.  It was wonderful!!  Just the break we both needed.  The next few weeks will be crazy for all of us.  Hunters got a finals, projects, presentations and two more weeks of school.  And well, I've already covered our to do list.  But it's the few hours like this that get us all through!

Thank you Hunter for reminding me that this too shall pass.  For reminding me that our new normal will be as just as wonderful as it's been up until now.  And for just making me laugh and forget about all of our worries for a while.