Letting go

Today I experienced, for the first time, what it means to let go as a mum.  Benjamin and Jasmine walked to school together alone (oxymoron?).  Without me I mean. On one hand, given that when I was younger this was no big deal, it seems such a small thing.  But on the other hand, in today's age where the term 'helicopter parent' has come into common usage, it is a big thing.  For me it feels like the end of an era.  I feel nostalgic for the times that are gone.  That my babies don't need me so much anymore.  They have taken their first fledgling steps at independence, and they are only going to take more.  Yes, this is our role as parents.  To prepare our kids for life, to be responsible adults and learn to trust their own judgments and instincts.  So, despite feeling a little nervous and anxious right now, I know it is time and it is right.  "It's only a five minute walk", "lot's of other parents and children will be walking the exact same route", "the roads they have to cross are really quiet", "we've been over the two rules - watch the roads, watch each other"......... these are the thoughts flitting through my mind.  It's 9:05 and they should be in class right now.  Their teachers have agreed that if they aren't in registration that they'll call me immediately.  So just a few more minutes. If I hear nothing I can let out the breath I've been holding.......