Friday, October 3, 2008

Surviving college

Every day for the past week and a half, I’ve endured the ominous “I’ve forgotten something” feeling. After mentally reviewing my responsibilities, I finally realize something’s missing, not forgotten. The something being a someone…my oldest son.

He’s adjusting to college life, navigating dorm dwelling, excelling in a new computer job, doing a little school work on the side. He still likes calling us…even sends a few texts. But I stopped taking communication for granted after a friend said she hadn’t heard from her son.

I’m doing my own adjusting. Little things catch me off guard, sometimes I still shed a few tears. But, every day it’s easier to handle….until I feel like I’ve forgotten something…

Two friends and I recognize the emotional toll of releasing our children to the world. We’ve agreed to spend a few days at a spa in 2016, when our daughters—our youngest children—leave for college. Originally, we talked about a local get-away, but the more we discuss it, the more we realize nothing will soothe our souls like a weekend in the South of France. Our husbands are handling the situation well, sure we’ll change our minds…we’ll send them postcards from France...

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