For the last month all of Josh's friends have been going off to school. The University of Washington must start the latest of all schools. Today was move-in day--classes still don't start until next week--so this morning Josh and I drove over to Seattle to drop him off. Hugs from Steph and Kathy who was bravely trying to hold back the tears and we were off.
Josh could barely contain his excitement during the drive.
The school has move-in day down to a science. Josh was moved in in no time at all.This is the expanse of Josh's empire. A room that's maybe twenty by ten feet with three desks and three beds. Perfect for three guys to work on mutual respect, consideration and hygiene. One of Josh's roommates was already there. He's a young man from China who goes by the name Steed.
I did not ask.
After eighteen years of treating scraped knees, helping with homework, cheering at sports events, teaching how to cook and do laundry, etc., you still wonder if you've done everything possible to make sure your child is ready to make their own way.
I left Josh in his room and started the drive back home when he called me.
Dad, have you left already? I left my wallet in the car.
Oh, yeah. He's ready.
In The Meantime . . .
13 hours ago