I can still remember clearly September 1989. This was the first time I moved away from family and friends due to my husband's duty assignment that took us overseas. Only it just wasn't us, I was pregnant with my first son. My mom was able to come for the birth and stayed a short time. It was difficult to see her go. At the airport she gave me a big hug and as we cried together she whispered, "He'll be your little company during the day."
There were many, many times that I was thankful for "my company" over the years. My son and I have a very close bond together. I want to say in part because of his dad having been military and gone alot. When son #1 turned four we had son #2.
When son #1 left for kindergarten I was sad as I knew this was the next chapter. Son #2 kept me busy. You know how those toddler years are?! LOL
I've dreaded yesterday forever. Geez, I started crying over a mocha coffee in chatting with a friend a few years back about the day. This past year I knew it was coming fast and my crying would just sort of spontaneously start as though a hose were turned on. Pathetic aren't I? Of course, never in front of my son.
Here is a picture of my boys following us as we head to college yesterday. I should mention I've always dreaded the day they were old enough to be in a car together.
This photo is the first load of his belongings in the dorm room. Talk about eek! The room could use some serious work. He has a roommate who hadn't arrived yet. There is one bathroom (one shower/two toilets) for use by 8 students! Double eek! Then the moment came for saying goodbye and I felt I did very well considering I had to walk back out into hundreds of students and parents to get to the car with one gigantic lump in my throat. I couldn't let them see me looking like a blubbering idiot because "my company" was no more.
Once I got to the car and several more times on the drive home and even yet occassionally now....I have what my husband calls, "a soupy sandwich." I've never heard that expression before....but it makes me smile and that is what is needed.
The kicker in all this....son #1 turns 19 in less than a month and is less than two hours down the road! He is an awesome guy and I'm so excited for him to have this great experience. I know it is time for him.....but I'm a mom!
OK....so we all get back home and my husband says he is taking son #2 out for a quick driving lesson. What?! You see, son #2 starts Student Driving on Mondayl! Do you think my mind will have other things on it? You bet! Oh my, at what point did they grow up so fast?!