I am not good at change. I hate it. I love be comfortable in the normal routine.
Wednesday my youngest hopped in her car and drove herself to school to start her junior year of high school.
It’s been almost twenty years since I only sent one kid to school. That was when our oldest went to kindergarten. I had lamented to the kids about the change so our son Karl quick hopped in the picture…It’s just like these two to start acting goofy to try to keep me from getting sentimental.
Then later the same afternoon, we packed up a couple vehicles and took Karl to college. Did I tell you how much I hate change? We got him unloaded and then took him out to eat to his favorite restaurant. The meal was filled with little parting comments…remember to take you medicine…if you need me call….make sure not to depend too much on your old friends….try to take care of your problems on your own first but if you need me call….manage your money wisely but if you get in a pinch call me…take time to meet new friends….get to class on time…remember drinking costs a lot of money and you can’t afford it…clean your room, it will drive your roommate crazy if you are a slob….brush your teeth…if you need me call…oh, I almost forgot, if you need me call. You get the idea. There was a lot of “if you need me, call” talk going on.
When days involve lots of change I try to do things that keep my mind off the changes..like making pickles….it’s just a silly coping method that I try to do so the change doesn’t bother me as much. So while Karl was putting the last few boxes in his car, I was taking pickles out of the canner.
…unfortunately the pickles didn’t prevent the changes I was so hoping to avoid…I still have just one at school. I still just dropped one off at college.
Luckily, I’ve been through this three times before. I know it all gets better…I know Karl will call if he needs me. I know change is sometimes for the good. I can’t image what it will be like two years from now when the nest is empty…UGH!
Oh….and Karl, if you happen to be reading my blog…if you need me, just call. Did I tell you I hate change?