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Aug 26, 2010 19:33

If there were any more stress and anxiety manifest in my house, I swear the house itself would be quivering.  In the last week, it suddenly became "real" to my younger daughter that yes, she really is going away to college.  As in, 5 hours away.  As in moving out of the house and bedroom that she has lived in her entire life.  She is a thoroughly ( Read more... )

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goodnite_gracee August 27 2010, 04:33:37 UTC
I'm the oldest of four and I remember leaving home to go to college. That last summer, for me, was hell. I couldn't do anything right and my mother was always angry with me. It was my father who finally pulled me aside and explained that it was her fears of losing me (reverse psychology is so fascinating!)

All this to say that I love the foundation you've laid for your daughters and I hope I've done nearly as well when it's time for Steven to move on. You're amazing!

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tanith_astlik August 27 2010, 16:46:03 UTC
And here I was going to suggest a sleeping bag for Older Daughter, but she solved the bed problem before I could type it! ;)

Have you warned Father of Two that he had better behave himself? (His life is in your hands!)

Do you have anything to keep you occupied after Sunday? The quiet my daughter left was so surprising. I missed her noise and her bustle.

Hugs in advance, just because...

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formerlyfb August 27 2010, 18:21:03 UTC
Keep me occupied after the girls have gone? The FIRST thing I am going to do is thoroughly clean their closet and bedroom for the first time since they went to sleep-away camp together! Somehow, they have both packed to move out and the dressers and closet are still so packed with clothing that opening and closing them is hazardous.

I know that I've laid a good foundation for them, and they both have an amazing support system. I've been telling myself (and it is quite true) that once they are out, I will have 2 more people to visit, whose company I treasure.

I also know that it will be far easier on the other side of the transition. This is the hard part. The drive to Boston (assuming that my beloved spouse does indeed behave himself!) will be easy. Saying goodbye and the drive home again, won't be. But somehow, it will be done. And without any further traumatizing of the 18 year old!

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