...because 'the day' is getting so close I can't even believe it. The day is coming that we all fly back home, get a rental car, drive him to whatever school he ends up with, help him settle in.......and then drive away. The little sticky notes pads and pen set he got for Christmas will be there, on his new desk....he's planning to take the X-Box....he'll have his guitar....
Whe we get back home, Dodger (the dog) will wonder where his buddy went. His younger brother and sister will have lost someone who played with them...and mom and dad, who knows what we're going to do.....I'll be losing my best friend to the miles.....
And then we say goodbye at the dorm and somehow get back into the rental, wave I guess....and leave and go 10,000 miles away again. We won't see him again until Christmas. What's he going to do at Thanksgiving? Will he have a new friend who'll invite him to his home?
These are the things that have a Dad sitting bolt upright at two in the morning and unable to get back to sleep....as is the case right now. As pretty much an overly sensitive soul as it is, this is going to be brutal......
Sorry, everyone, it just helps to share this stuff........
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