It finally hit me yesterday that my son will be going back to school this weekend. I don't know why it took so long, but it did and on Sunday he will head back for his sophomore year.
And with this comes the realization that summer is almost over. Where did it go?
It has been a good summer. Having our son home was great despite the increase in laundry and the fact that I didn't see the floor of his bedroom all summer. I enjoyed his company watching silly movies and pointless TV shows. And he and I share the same twisted sense of humor so we had fun joking around. But the party's over and it's time for him to pack up his things, load up his car and head north to school.
Am I sad? A bit. But I am so happy that he is looking forward to returning to the classroom and hit the books. And he can't wait to get back to rowing too. And this eases my sadness.
So here's to a great year at school. I'll miss you, but remember that I love you.