Sunday, August 17, 2008

The Long Goodbye....

It's 1989 you have a baby boy, and you think he's going to be a baby forever...



But he grows a bit, and starts to pick up your bad habits.


but he clings to something from his baby years and you think "I might not have to put a brick on his head after all."


Then the birthdays start to come faster...


And the blond hair starts to get darker...


And longer...



The next thing you know, you are filling your pockets with Kleenex while Dad packs the van with college things...you know like a TV and a XBox...
(Brian always pays homage to brother-in-law Will)

Then you leave him in a dorm room not even the size of your sun room with his roommate Pat(left) and another bud Max(right) to begin the next phase of his life.


You get to your car, and you haven't used one Kleenex, you are just so happy he has this opportunity you never had, has his friends around, got the good grades and got it done,then there's the thought of "How is he going to sleep with his head inches from the ceiling?" and that other small incentive that you really don't want to embarrass him in front of his friends by crying.

It's not till you sit at the computer putting together a blog post of your saying goodbye to your little boy that you need to take the Kleenex from your pocket, and realize you didn't put quite enough in there.

M

6 comments:

Robin said...

I know that I have a couple of years until I have to face this milestone. But, I teared up just reading this post.

Chirre said...

Oooh, Sweetie, what a big day!

Huggles to ya for being the cool mom and not crying until you got home!

Angela said...

Oh Bless Michelle, it was only three years ago that I said goodbye to Nick and felt just the same. We left him there not knowing a soul and trying not to embarrass him by crying. I cried all the way home in the car and I missed him so much but he had the best three years of his life there and I am so proud to have given him that opportunity.

I felt much better leaving Ceri last year because I knew what a wonderful time she was going to have.

Still hurts though doesn't it?

Holly said...

So proud of him for choosing the RIGHT school to attend! Go Boilers!

So proud you made it home before the tears came, I'm sure he's proud of you too.

Glad you have the puppy to help busy your life this fall as you wait for his first visit back home.

Bethany said...

So sweet! You worded those flying-by years well. I happened to drop in, when I saw your note to DG re: Doug's ear:)
-BethanyLL sometime LOLer

Marcie said...

Well, now I am crying too. I wonder when we stop missing them? *sniffle*

You did a great job with this tribute to his growing up.

Huggles ma Lallypal.

 

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