What a week! It’s been one replete with blessings, heartaches, work, and worry. It has also had bright moments of joy lavished with laughter and seasoned with love.
Daughter the Elder and I moved Daughter the Younger into her dorm room on Thursday. The minivan was completely loaded, but it all fit nicely into her space (see photo above), and she’s not contacting me much, so that means she’s doing o.k. No news is good news when it comes to the college freshman on the first weekend.
Is it easier the second time around? No, not really. At least one knows what to expect, but it’s still an emotional day. You want your child to soar. You want her to do well, make good friends, be inspired to learn, grow as a scholar and person, and have fun, too. You just want it to be good.
Yes, there were a few tears, although I held it together until we got to the highway. She’s ready. I’ll be fine. It’s all good. I am thankful she has this opportunity, and I’m grateful to have had this day with both daughters. Even the requisite trip to Taco Bell was alright.
I am so thankful to have spent this day with two young women whom I love so very much. There’s only one problem now; it’s way too quiet around here. Sigh.