Today is the day that I’ve always known would have to arrive.
It’s the day that I send my oldest child off to college.
I was lucky enough to have prolonged it a year by talking him into living at home and going to the local junior college. It saved us a bundle of money and allowed me the opportunity to return to school. It worked out well for him as he was able to work and he matured a great deal.
But, now he says that he is ready to go and live on his own.
It’s every parents nightmare to have the reminder that you’re aging and that you are entering a new phase in your life by losing your child to adulthood. On the flip side, do you really want Floyd the barber as your child?
While I am sad to see him go, and I know that I’ll miss his presence, I think that more than anything. I am excited for him. I remember the day that I left for college and the euphoric feeling of independence. Before the drudgery of school work begins, there are all of those welcome to school events, people to meet and parties to attend.
Over the course of the next year he’ll have late night talks with the roomate that he doesn’t know right now but, who will play such a huge part in the next year of his life. He will have his ups and downs with the females that I won’t even know about. He’ll experiment with drinking and get sick from it. He will pack on those 15 pounds.
While all this is happening, I’ll know that more than anything, he’ll be thinking about his family, his home, his sister, his dog and his mother. And, we’ll be thinking about him as well.