My heart breaks as we begin our journey to drop off. Year 1 was almost unbearable, I could not blog about it because my heart just hurt too much. R leaving was breaking my heart and it actually hurt. I wept during the weeks leading up to the D day (Drop off Day) I could hardly breath for fear I would start to cry out loud. I tried to keep my fears and sadness to myself to not share that burden with him. Year 2 the drop off is going better. I can actually have conversations with out drowning them in tears. Oh I’m still crying, but not as hard, not as much and not with such sadness.
Year 1 so much was unknown, Year 2 we are more prepared
Year 1 porch picture was heartbreaking, Year 2 porch picture was heartbreaking
Year 1 we took up so much stuff, Year 2 we know better
Year 1 the drive was terribly long, Year 2 the drive is still terribly long
Year 1 the baby drove R crazy, Year 2 the baby is still driving R crazy
Year 1 the whole family went half way, Year 2 some did not even get a chance to say goodbye
Year 1 we had a whole crew help on move in day, Year 2 we miss that move in crew
Year 1 we were filled with anxiety, Year 2 we have less anxiety
Year 1 we all grew, Year 2 we will grow some more
Year 1 the empty spot at the table was hard to look at, Year 2 we have to relearn table setting
Year 1 I had to learn how to cook for only 6, Year 2 I have to relearn how to cook for only 6
Year 1 we missed his company, Year 2 we miss his company
Year 1 he had to make new friends, Year 2 he has a whole group of friends
Year 1 he had a mentor, Year 2 he will be a mentor
Year 1 he was nervous about class expectations, Year 2 he is nervous about class expectations
Year 1 Thanksgiving break was so far away, Year 2 Thanksgiving is still so far away
Year 1 he had the stomach flu alone, Year 2 we are praying for no stomach flu
Year 1 he had to find a new church family, Year 2 he is ready to see his church family
Year 1 I prayed for him continually, Year 2 I will continually pray for him
This year I pray for R to grow in his understanding of God, his quest for knowledge, and his understanding of the world. I pray that he will love learning, and want to do his best. I pray that he remembers that more than his grades that God cares about his heart and his passions. I pray that he builds life time friends to add to the friendships that he already has, and I pray these friends stretch and grow him in ways he would not do on his own. I pray that he seeks adventure, and will try new things. I pray that he laughs and loves and learns this year. I pray that he has fun, and really enjoys his 2nd year of college. I pray that he finds joy in daily things, that he does not get bogged down with classes, or get overwhelmed with the big things. I pray that he manages his time, and makes time for moments of doing nothing. I pray that God protects his heart and his health and brings him back home again, a wiser and stronger boy than the one I drop off for year 2. I pray for him because I love him.
Year 1 I was pretty sure I would not survive, Year 2 I know I will survive ( I just wont like it)
Go hug your kids, because Year 2 happens in a blink. I’m going to grab as many hugs as I can to tie my over until Thanksgiving.