Independence Day has two meanings this year…

Today is the day that our 14 year old goes on his marching band trip to the east coast. He’s gone for a whole week, and I’m not there to see him off. The control freak side of me is having a hard time with this. The anxiety side of me is having a hard time with this. The 14 year old side of me is thrilled & can’t wait for this adventure!

When we moved to Alexandria, the band director suggested that he join the marching band. Dallas wasn’t so sure that was a good idea. Having gone on a band trip myself, I though this would be a good experience for him, so I encouraged him to sign up. Neither of us were prepared for what a commitment of time and money this is would involve. Competitive marching band is something I hadn’t experienced before. He had an intense band camp where they learned their whole “show” that they would march to in many parades. We traveled around MN to watch every parade.  We sat in the rain, the heat & the cold. We raised money for his trip. 

It all leads up to today. They will board 2 busses and head out east for two parades, Niagara Falls, Boston, New York & many other stops. I’m sure those Independence Day fireworks will be more amazing than anything he’s seen before. 

As much as I’d love to be there and experience this with him, I know that it is an important part of his growth. He will make new friends, see new sights and learn some things about himself. It will be good for me too – to be able to see him as more of a young adult and not my little boy. I’m so proud of the man he’s becoming & I can’t wait to hear about his adventure! 

Love you to the moon and back, Dallas! Have a great time, be good and don’t forget the sunscreen. You’ll always be enough for me. ❤️

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