After a day of picking up some last minute things, meeting his advisor, setting up his campus mailbox, and paying for the room and board on a hot and humid day, we got back to his room. He was ready for a nap! Loaded up with everything he deemed necessary for a college student. What? Momma didn't cry? Nope, those red faces are from the lack of any air-conditioning in the whole dorm! Gratefully, fall weather is just around the corner.
Nope, no tears. He has a good head on his shoulders and a good heart. I had already talked all the talks and reminded him of all the reminders. Once it was time to go, there was nothing to do but hug and say, "I love you. Call if you need us."
I kept expecting it to hit me. Several of my family members (over the years) told me to my face (and through the grapevine) that I was too involved (wanting to know where he was and what he was doing), made my kids too much of my life (homeschooling), was in their life too much (talked to them before bed at night)... therefore, I would crash when they left. Funny, there was no crash, just a feeling of peace that I knew I had done all that I could do and prepared him to the best of my human ability. Now, only prayers and his upbringing will bring him through the rest of his journey and I will cheer from the sidelines.
Say a little prayer for him as he strikes out on his own and makes new friends and has to study harder than ever before. Pray that he will hear and heed that quiet voice.
Meanwhile, back home, it is very quiet. I finished a Christmas afghan. Daughter and I are gearing up for a new homeschool year. We plan to restart art classes. We need rain. Our tomatoes are finally ripening up. I got to spend some time with my two wonderful friends, Catherine and Cat. We had a wonderful time and I look forward to more.
In the coming months, daughter will have a birthday and there will be a festival to go to nearly every weekend! Busy, busy.