It's the end, but it's not

This month has been so crazy - with Tyler graduating there is so much going on, so much to do. And I think about him all the time!  I so just want him to be happy, for his girlfriend to be wonderful to him, and for him to have the time of his life.  I guess I'm like most moms, but sometimes I think that I'm worrying too much. 

He's having a great senior year and this is what I've always wanted for him.  He has lots of friends and makes more friends all the time. I love all of his friends!  They're always doing something fun.  The girls are adorable and the guys so much fun - I'm going to miss all the fun stuff I hear about from them.  He did okay on his grades.  He could have done so much better, but what's done is done.  He's a smart kid and I have enjoyed watching him grow into this awesome, funny, handsome person.

He's my Tyler.  My big, football-playing, strong, handsome, baby.  It took me weeks to get past the football season being over, knowing it was his last.  The team went to the playoffs but lost the first-round game in the last 4 seconds when the other team kicked a field goal from 52 yards out.  52 yards!  Some pro teams can't even do that!  But that's how our season ended - hearts broken and Tyler sitting on the bench with a mild concussion. 

He hasn't always been the easiest kid to get along with, but he always comes through when I need him.  He's moving on to the next phase in life, like we all do.  But as parents, how do we live through it with them without being utterly exhausted?  If anyone has tips on how to do that please pass them along! :D