Very insightful and raw emotions / reality. S is headed back for his senior yr and can’t wait to “be home”. Make know mistake, we love having him here and I think he really enjoys being here, but he belongs there and then onward.
Amazing how quick this went, much moreso than HS. I do vividly recall moving him in as a freshmen. We stayed one day for a ceremony that next morning and then headed out for the 11 hour drive home. Was surreal knowing we were leaving our first born somewhere, but at the same time, it was one of the happiest moments of my life…because we could easily see how happy, intrigued, and awestruck he was of his new life.
Was certainly odd not having him home and he’s not the type to want to frequently facetime or chat (with us). But we knew from our conversations and texts he was enjoying his new home and that helped us a lot.
Fast forward, and oddly enough Covid brought us a gift. He was supposed to be in a different city this summer (internship) and essentially we were planning on last summer or Christmas break being the last time he’d actually be living in our home. Internship was virtual so what turned into a three week stay between finals and moving became a 5 month stay from March til now. We had a great time although he was very busy. Played golf, caught up on great movies, worked out together, smoked some really good cigars and drank some great whiskey, and talked a lot about life. He’s ready to go and we want him to go because we know he’ll be most happy back at home.