Against My Maternal Instinct

IMG_1533 (1)We quickly hugged and kissed on a narrow sidewalk alongside a busy street in Cusco, Peru. There was only a moment to bid farewell to our 20-year-old daughter Julianna, who is spending 4 months in South America. We savored our last day together with a leisurely hike to an Incan site followed by a long lunch. Then all of a sudden, our precious week together was over, and it was time to say goodbye. All at once, as we kissed and hugged, Brian and I were rushed into an airport taxi and my baby girl, with a large backpack and all, ducked into a small taxi.

Just like that, she was gone.

My heart sank as our taxis drove away in opposite directions. Feeling as though she had been ripped from my arms, large tears rolled down my cheeks. What had just occurred felt unnatural to me, and it seemed to go against my every maternal instinct.

You see, Julianna wasn’t going back to a cozy home with a host family. She wasn’t studying abroad and staying in a dorm with college friends. My baby girl was headed to an unknown hostel in a foreign land—alone. Granted she had met up with some friends who were living in Cusco for a few weeks, but in this mother’s eyes, she was alone. It’s the “alone” part that kept tugging at my heartstrings that had me in tears.

IMG_1535“This is what she wants,” I repeated as we boarded the flight from Cusco to Lima. It’s the idea she approached us with last winter. It’s what she documented in a thorough PowerPoint presentation to us last spring. She wanted to go to South America—“not to study, but to learn.” She wanted to learn about herself and to learn about the world. She had planned it all out. In the beginning of her trip, she’d get direct work experience with a socially innovative company located on the border of the Ecuadorian Rainforest. At the end of her trip, she’d work on a sustainable farm on the eastern coast of Costa Rica. In the middle, she would travel—alone—exploring South America while meeting new travel buddies along the way.

It’s that “alone” part that is tearing this mother apart.

I respect Julianna’s desire to be independent. She’s a chip off the old block when it comes to doing things “her own way.” But I’m a mother—her mother— who is striving to be modern. Nonetheless, I’m a mother who cannot cut off my natural maternal instincts to protect and nurture my young ones.

As the plane took off from Lima, I felt the pit in my stomach grow larger. What was I doing? I was leaving my child unprotected in the big world.

As the plane continued to soar higher and higher into the clouds, every cell in my body wanted to turn around, pick her up, and bring her home. My natural instinct was to return her to the nest—my nest. I quickly realized that my nest no longer serves her. As much as I’d like to think otherwise, the world is her home now. I know I will always instinctively want to nurture and protect her. That is my natural maternal instinct, and it’s not going to go away, no matter how old she gets.

DSCN1281And so I did what every mother must eventually do. I let go. As my plane flew away from South America, the tears flowed once again. The gnawing feeling in my stomach returned knowing that my baby girl was alone in a foreign land. I went against every maternal instinct I have and acknowledged I had to let her go.

I had to let her spread her wings and fly on her own.

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  1. Bravo for your courage and wonderful insights. I can relate to many of your feelings and concerns as I now watch my grandchildren leave their nests. Many times as a grandmother I want to ‘hold on tight ‘ to them but do realize and respect their need to fly.
    Keep on writing- your blog is a treasure.

    1. Thank you for getting what I’m going through. I know it’s part of my growth as a mother but that doesn’t make it easy!Cara

  2. Beautiful. Having been in your daughters shoes, it’s so lovely to hear the mothers point of view. I’m sure her travels alone will be some of the most wonderful yet difficult times of her life but no doubt it will provide the most life-changing insights.

    Thanks for sharing <3

    1. Aw Ashley, isn’t it amazing how we just keep learning and growing our whole lives? Not only is she growing but I’m growing. Thanks for reaching out. Cara

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  3. It’s really interesting to read this now, as a mother, and not as the student traveling alone and living on the other side of the world (my travels took me to Japan when I was 19). Having the strength and faith to let our children grow and experience the world on their own terms is one of the greatest gifts we can pass on. May your daughter be safe and enjoy her incredible journey that will help her become an even better and more compassionate person than she is today. And in the meantime, sending a big hug to you:)

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      Ashlee, Thank you for your words of encouragement. I really needed to hear them today as my daughter is still away and I’m still feeling her absence. Sending a hug right back to you. Cara

  4. What a beautiful story! Being a mother and letting go will always be a difficult time for us mothers. Loved your story and its nice to know we all feel the same way at times. Although I never left either of my daughters across the world What an AWESOME experience for a young woman! Best wishes to her in her travels!

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      Laura, thanks for your comment. Our natural instincts as mothers are universal. It’s amazing how we all “get” one another when we share our experiences with our children. Cara

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