His stuff is piled up in the kitchen. Our biggest suitcase is filled with all his clothes. There's a backpack with laptop, pens and pencils, blank spiral notebooks. A rolled up piece of carpet. A duffel bag full of sports equipment. A big box full of miscellaneous items- a framed photo of friends from Concordia, granola bars, a plug strip, PS-3 games, cold medicine.
Tomorrow morning at 8 AM we leave for Valparaiso. We're all going on this journey... seems symbolic somehow, to have all of us together for his leap into life on his own. We will go six and return five.
We had a great evening tonight. He chose a Japanese steak house where they cook at your table for dinner. So fun! We all laughed as the chef bounced an egg on his spatula and flipped bits of chicken into the guys' mouths. When we got home there was just enough daylight left for a little baseball in the school field behind our cul-de-sac, an activity we've enjoyed often this summer. We had a fire on the patio once it grew dark, with Seth at the guitar and marshmallows and laughs around. We came inside to watch some old family video... 2002, I think it was. Wow, the kids were cute and funny then!
And then it was time to gather the last few things. Scott rolled up the piece of carpet. Caleb carried things from his room to the kitchen. I found a picture of Scott, Caleb and I taken last spring and tucked it in his backpack. We prayed.
Now we will sleep. Tomorrow is a new adventure... for him, for all of us.
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Praying for you all today.
The kids and I were talking about his leaving for college. Alyssa just kept saying she thought it was sad. I told her - any big change is hard - but no one would want it any other way. Its time for him. He's ready.
i am a regular reader of u'r blog, i love unity of your family. it's very sweet,calm...))))
Yes, what a wonderful night together for a send off in the Lord! I am with Alyssa, but it is such an exciting time. We so loved visiting our kids in college! Mom
Just as it should be...a gentle and memorable transition. You are still going to cry. We did, but it was with deep love that we tore ourselves apart in trust that God would pick up where we were letting go...~nadine.
*sigh*
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