The last "child" bedroom is empty. Filled only with the sound of silence and maybe at times, with a dog on the empty bed.
I didn't cry when I dropped off #7 or Blue Eyes at college on their first year - but it's hard to cry when you see your kids so very excited and happy to start their next phase. Then it hit me... when I dropped them off, there was still another one here at home. Someone who needed me to cook and clean and just "be" here for. This time - that's not the case. This is the first weekend without Wack bounding up the stairs every once in a while for snacks or dinner or heading out in the GMC to hang with the fellas. So today - I cried.
More on that later. Like, a completely later date. Just writing it here still makes me want to cry.
So today we followed the WSU Football game on Twitter - only to watch them lose 35-34 in the final minutes. This is a game the Cougs were supposed to win hands down. It was supposed to be a B.I.G. win. When they lost I wanted to text Blue Eyes immediately, but also knew full well - that he would need some time to start to accept it before I tried to talk to or text him. He said this is one he'll never forget. Aaawwwweee man. What a bum deal!
In other exciting news where ole Blue Eyes is concerned... Heck, I'll write about that tomorrow.
I'm emotionally beat and I need to go find my ipod so that I can fall asleep with music in my ears... the quiet is deafening.
If you're on Twitter then you'll understand this: So far #emptynestbites
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