This is going to be a short and sweet post. If I delve too deeply I’ll most likely disconnect my keyboard with all the tears dripping down on it. If you’ve been following this blog for a while you’ve seen the occasional heartfelt posts about our college prep/search journey through junior and senior year with my son. Almost a week ago we were anticipating our final 2 college visits. The year long process has been a roller coaster and I was ready for the final decision to be made, I think. The reason I say, I think, is because I wasn’t sure how I was going to feel after that decision.
We’re now on the other side and my son fell in love with his school of choice. I think it’s perfect for him. Now, it’s real. He’s going away. Far away. It’s heart wrenching thinking about him leaving home but it also feels right. It’s time and he is so excited and happy. That’s the way it’s supposed to be, right? As a mom, I guess, I’ve been preparing for this since the day he was born; to raise a happy, healthy child who will grow into an amazing adult. And that is what I try to keep in my head with every day we get closer to the time that he leaves.