Taking the First to College

My son loaded up the car with his surfboard, javelins, basketball, computer, a refrigerator and then whatever clothes would fit in the crevices of the car. We left for UC San Diego on Wednesday, and now my husband and I are home, but a part of me is far away. 

I've known this day would come, was coming, was that week, that day, but I haven't let myself completely melt down. I'd like to forego that part. Meltdowns come more frequently due to hormones and life changes. No, I want to put that off, but it is truly nibbling away.

. I don't note his absense, I feel it. I don't notice he's gone, I just feel as if a part of me is missing. 

I reminded myself on the car ride home that he is a gift from God, and one that is simply on loan. I've lifted him up in prayer, and with hands wide open, with tears came to the realization that my job is mostly done, the rest is up to God. I also know that God does great work, so I'll rest in Him. 

He'll be home for Thanksgiving, until then I'll work my way through the missing...