It has been nearly two months now since my oldest has gone away to college

Nearly two months to the day when I was dreading that day we were to pile in the car and drive 1000 miles to  a little town called  Atchison, Kansas. I tried hard not to cry the whole way. . . but you know what?  Even though I am not a crier. . . I just couldn’t help it. 




Two months later, I still really miss  him. Even though, the house is just a little quieter: I have the  other three to keep me going – this home of ours is still pretty noisy, NOT at all much neater. . . or much cleaner. 




Tonight I’m on my way to Atlanta to pick him up for spring break and I can’t think of much else.  I can’t seem to keep my eyes off the clock or  get things tightied up around here.  Today even though I really care about the mess I just can’t seem to get it done. I just keep thinking he’s coming home and I have to get on the road in time to get him. 


I hope I don’t cry when I see him . . . but you know what? Even though I really am not a crier, I am afraid I might.  I will be so happy to see him I think I just might.  


It’s hard being a mom to almost adult children. It’s really hard. 


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10 thoughts on “On his way Home

  1. I know…I read a beautiful poem, years ago about parents, and can remember just two lines. I don't know who the author was, I thing Mary Ann Rdamacher….May you be the kind of parent who dare to toss their child into the air, so they can learn how to fly…….may you be the kind of parent who have the presence to catch them… so they know how it feels to be safe…Love,B.

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