It only took me nine years....

Nine years to loosen the tight reins. 
Nine years to let him branch out.
Nine years of holding tight and never wanting to let him go.
Nine years to build up trust and faith.
Nine years to heal an open wound.
Nine years of fear that will never go away.
Nine years to finally give in and let the boy go off without me.

Nine years of being a mum. 

Little brother gets to grow in his footsteps and shadow his every move so he too can spread his wings and one day ( a long... LONG time away) no longer need his mummy watching every tiny move.