As we prepare to take our youngest kiddo to college, I can’t help but wonder where all the time has gone. In exactly one week, we drive Cody six hours and drop him off at the University of Idaho so he can become a living, breathing part of society. He really wasn’t before, he was in high school, and they just suck the life out of you. Parents of high schoolers know this for a fact. It’s true, go look it up on Google, Google knows everything…
As I count down the days (insert happy dance here), while I’m happy and excited for him to start his new adventure, I can’t help but feel a little sad. He’s my baby after all, the last one to leave the house…well, maybe cuz we freed the older one off to ISU, but he came back. It’s like they are boomerangs or something and always come back to the one who threw it.
Anyway…
But seriously, Cody’s always been my cuddle bug. When he was little he’d come crawl into bed just so he could snuggle. Even until he entered high school, he’d still hold my hand in public and not feel ashamed. I still see him as my little blondie that always has a smile on his face. My happy go lucky Cody.
My sadness comes from not seeing him every day, not hearing how his day went, and more importantly not hearing him say, “Bye, mom. love you.” when he leaves for the day.
The sadness comes from not seeing him every day, not hearing how his day went, and more importantly not hearing him say, “Bye, mom, love you.”
I know I’ll be fine. I was fine when the older son left. I mean I didn’t cry until the day we dropped him off at ISU, and I haven’t cried yet for Cody…that’s almost true. I did have water bead at the back of my eyes once when we were checking out at a store with College supplies, but a tear didn’t fall. And there was the one-time last week when we got into an argument and my eyes got red cuz I realized as silly as it was, I was going to miss it. I’m a big sap, I know.
Okay, just an FYI, I didn’t cry while writing this post, but come next week Wednesday I’m going to be a big olde mess.
