It was time to tell them…all issues had been discussed, adult-level decisions made.
So on a beautiful Sunday morning in April I attended worship, centered myself, and called a family meeting as I walked in the door. My children were on the laptop looking at new cell phone plans and asked me when they were due for upgrades…I pocketed this inquiry to be used for my advantage.
We gathered in our family room, and I barely had to say a word. They knew something was up and guessed “you are getting married,” to which I responded “well, yes, eventually”
Kids: “Wait, are they moving here?”
Me: “well, no.”
Kids: “We are moving to Pennsylvania?
NO!!! MOM!!! NO!!! PLEASE!!! NO!!!”
And that is about all I remember from those initial minutes. Because what happened after that time was an eruption I had not even fathomed possible. Two of my children were sobbing uncontrollably. Of course, I expected them to be upset, but never expected such a strong reaction. I reminded them they would only be 45 minutes away, would get their drivers licenses earlier, and would be attending better schools. I gave a laundry list of reasons of how the move would benefit everyone…but in the plans I had for this discussion I knew I had nothing that could dull the pain of leaving their friends.
Honestly, I was a bit stunned during these few minutes. It was the first time I saw how my children really do love their friends and their schools. Sure, the cops visit the hallways often, there are weave fights at the bus loop, and a few kids with ankle bracelets walk the hallways. But to my children our home and this school system is all that they have ever known…and a part of me knew I was ripping them out their comfort zone.
Going in I had no idea how they were actually going to react but knew their would be sadness. I did not expect hysterical tears. Very quickly, through the waterworks, they did say they were happy tC and I wanted to kick our relationship up a notch. My heart has been called across the river – they knew I was planning on moving as soon as the youngest graduated from High School. We talked how we were moving up the timeline because we didn’t want to wait any longer, we wanted to blend the family now, and I wanted them to have roots where I plan to be as they go through college.
I had a few pangs of guilt, but know this is a fantastic move for them. For the immediate future, I had no idea how to stop the tears…until it finally hit me and I announced…
“WHO WANTS AN IPHONE 6!!!!”
Please park your judgement at the corner and read on…