So many goodbyes lately: two coworkers left for other parts of the country (Austin and San Fran); several of my son’s friends have taken off for college already (Florida, Texas, etc.); my son said goodbye to my parents and my brother/wife last weekend; we have another going-away dinner planned for him to say goodbye to Chris’ brother’s family this weekend …
It just feels like a lot of leaving and changing.
Of course, I’m happy for all the people who are leaving, because they’re all going off to exciting new adventures, but it still leaves an air of emptiness and, well, … change.
And it’s all really leading up to the biggest change of all — having my son head off to college.
His stuff is all over my stairs right now. I have his comforter, desk lamp, waste basket, and various crates and bins lined up in the hallway collecting little things as I think of them — light bulbs, electrical outlet, desk supplies, microwaveable mugs, spoons, nail clippers, laundry detergent capsules, a can opener. …
It’s nice to keep myself busy with the scavenger-hunt-style shopping and collecting.
I know it’s keeping me from thinking about how sad this is going to be.