This past fall my oldest child left for college. It was fun helping him get ready, buying the necessities of your first year in the dorms. On the day of the departure, he packed up the car (he wouldn’t let us do a thing) and off we went–the four of us, as always: brother, sister, Mom and Dad. His load was light, just a few boxes and bags, but the car ride was heavy. I couldn’t stop thinking of how fast the years had gone…

I still remember vividly his first day of Kindergarten. I was unprepared for how emotional it would be. Since he was at a Montessori school, he was with the same kids since age 3, the same teacher, the same everything so I didn’t think it would be a big deal. But for some reason, that day was different. He bounced out of the car with his new backpack in tow, ran to the door, and looked back at me with a huge grin and waved. I lost it. I cried the whole way to work and was lost the entire day.  When my daughter started Kindergarten, I took the day off expecting a similar reaction but I was fine! I love my daughter just as much as my son, so why is that I thought?

So fast-forward 13 years later, and we are driving my son to Golden.  As we arrive at the school there are tons of volunteers that unpacked my car in less than 5 minutes. By the time I parked and walked up to his dorm room, he was there with all of his stuff and said “bye Mom.” What? I replied “Don’t you want help unpacking?” Nope, he didn’t.” Don’t you want me to make up your bed at least?” Nope, he didn’t want that either. My husband, daughter and I–who had planned on hours of time with him–walked around Golden lost.  I didn’t cry. I was sad. Needless to say, this past year has been strange not having him around. He is the kid who is always fixing things, helping out, cleaning up, etc. You get the picture. Now I’m with my daughter a lot (16 year old) who is so very different, but, of course she has tons of wonderful qualities and I’m enjoying every second of it because I know that in just over a year from now I will be taking her to college. I’ll e saying goodbye…just the thought if it has me crying.