In the past year I wrote about how I will never EVER feel calm when teaching one of my children how to drive. I believe that I stated previously that I would always find it difficult to trust my life with anyone I needed to teach to eat with a spoon. Let’s revisit this thought … OK, REVISITED. And it still holds true! Teaching my children to drive has been the single most frightening parenting experience I’ve ever had. HANDS. DOWN.
Well, I hope you all have a day where you didn’t have years shaved off of your life!!!
Today we leave this town. Today we leave my son George at his college knowing that we won't see him again for two months. This is hard. This is going to be the most difficult day in this whole process so far. I've lived this once before with Sid. I didn't do it gracefully. I cried. Heck, I sobbed. I wasn't myself for a good week and even then I was pretty sketchy. I expect the same will happen again. And I make no excuses. It's not every day that you get in your car and leave your child knowing that you won't see them again for months. I joke and say that this whole thing would be easier if I hadn't been the one to teach my kids how to use a spoon! Seriously, they went from not being able to feed themselves to leaving for college in what seems to be a really short time. Logically I know that I had about 17 years from spoon usage learning to college classes but today that gap in time doesn't seem nearly long enough today. I selfishly want more time with George. But my love for him somehow allows me to also want this new life for him even more. And even though I don't think I'll ever feel ready for it, I know that he is.
Well, I hope you all have a day where you drive away!!!