Empitness
A year ago I found myself tearing up over every last. My baby, my son, was in his senior year of high school. Football season was wrapping up. Senior night had taken place. I cried. I was so happy to live in those moments one last time. However, the overwhelming emotion I felt was perceived emptiness. "All I ever wanted to be was a mother!" I sobbed to my husband. His reply: "You still are" but having been through these lasts with my daughter during her senior year 7 years prior I knew my world was shifting in a way that would forever change us. Little did I know that a pandemic was looming. It gave me extra time with my boy. It also has taken so much from us. His senior year did not get to end the way one hopes and dreams it will. He did not get a lacrosse season, he did not get a prom or traditional graduation. He didn't get to say goodbye to teachers and classmates. We know in the grand scheme of things those losses are minor compared to the over 270, 000 l...