I said goodbye to that high-pitched cry. The one that was the first sound I ever heard from your perfect lips. Within a week, it was deeper and fuller; more experienced.
I said goodbye to my favorite pair of newborn pajamas— the ones that your brother had worn before you— as I packed them into that crowded box.
I said goodbye to that well-loved pacifier that we both depended on until, one day, you didn’t need it.
I said goodbye to your gummy smile as your first tooth poked its way through your swollen gums.
I said goodbye to the 12 month onesies that you outgrew three months too soon.
I’ll say goodbye as you let go of my finger and take your very first step without my guidance.
I’ll say goodbye as I walk you to the classroom door on your first day of school and watch as you turn away to step inside.
I’ll say goodbye as you wave from the window of your best friend’s house, beaming excitedly on the night of your first sleepover.
I’ll say goodbye as I watch you run out onto that baseball diamond for the first time.
I’ll say goodbye as I reluctantly hand you the car keys for your first solo trip out in the world.
I’ll say goodbye as you walk that stage, diploma in hand.
I’ll say goodbye as we unpack the boxes into your small, foreign apartment.
I’ll say goodbye as I watch you walk her to the car; that beautiful girl that you brought over to “meet the folks”.
I’ll say goodbye as I drop you and your new bride off at the airport for your adventures around the globe.
And then one day . . .
My overflowing heart will say hello as you beam proudly from the corner of a hospital delivery room.
I hope he has your eyes.
This article originally appeared on Etched in Home with Casey Huff
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