Today is one of those days that I both look forward to — and dread.
First the negative: Spending 9-10 hours in the car, all in one day.
Now the good part: We get our son back for three months, since another year of college has come to an end.
Truth be told, I shouldn’t really label the day in the car as negative. The first leg, which I do by myself, allows me to listen to whatever I want on the radio — even sing along if I want — or pop in my favorite CDs. And the drive home, for which I’ll have my son to keep me company, is the best part of the day.
By ourselves in the car, G will talk… and talk. I’ll find out what he’s thinking about, what he’s worried about, what he’s excited about, how his finals went, what plans he’s made for next year. I’ve discovered that this window of time, when he’s physically left campus and is on his way home, is a time that he shares. Reflects on his year. And I love it!
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Hi Rebecca,
You write so well and share your thoughts.
You are so fortunate that your son can talk. I always think it is a miracle that a child can talk. You know we have known each other for a long time though our periodic visits at the Greenwich Time. Thanks so much for always being supportive of my efforts to help raise awareness for those with autism and then to let people know about the Green Farm Academy FAP is planning.
We are going today to take our daughter Vanessa to her Pegasus-type riding coordinater’s home where there is always a huge get together with her friends for Memorial Day . Eveyone of ever kind of ability is included, the son’s band is playing and there’s a potluck dinner and grilled burgers and hot dogs and a lot of fun. In a way because it’s become a routine and we all have become fond of seeing everyone even though we are quite a mixed crowd – a mini-America.
I hope you are well in your new job. Have a fun day.
Brita