Reflecting

My son has been on his flight to Africa for several hours with many more to go. No contact, talk about letting go. I have no choice, can't check on him to make sure he took his Malaria pill or if he has eaten m slept and if he is keeping himself hydrated.

I am not sure I am liking the no contact thing but it will be good growth for me as a mother. Instead of thinking, dwelling on the fact that I can not check on him I can reflect on what others have told me. Maybe God is speaking through them to me to help me relax and realize he will be alright.

Lately, I have been told what a great kid my son is by others. How they really enjoy him and how the kids (at his new school) really like him. He has fit right in and seems to be well liked. Today, at the airport one of the staff introduced herself and told me how she feels bummed that my son did not go to that school when he was in 9th grade, she would have loved to have him. She said what a good kid he is.....  I believe my son has found a place he can be himself, is accepted for who he is and is appreciated for the person he is and wants to be. This brings me comfort and with that maybe I can get a good night sleep tonight. I leave my son in God's hands.