To start things off...My name is Kim. But here on the net, I go by Roxy~. I use it on all of my graphics that I design and people here on the net know me by that name. So, it only fitting that I start my blog with "Roxy~s Ramblings". Mainly, because that is what I plan to do...Ramble.
I don't even know if people will want to read my Rambles...but I thought I would give it a try.
The past couple of days have been a little weird for me. My husband Jake and I took our son, Jakab, to College on tuesday. I would like to talk about that.
Well, it has happened. Somehow, unbeknown to me...the summer has ended, much too quickly. I have been totally enjoying my time at home with Jakab. He and I always have a great time no matter what we are doing. Once a month we even try to make a "date night", just him and I. Sometimes we go to dinner and shopping...sometimes just to dinner. But, it's nice being able to spend quality time with him. He's an amazing young man and I couldn't be prouder of him.
Well, Tuesday came. The day to take Jakab to his dorm room. The place he will call home for the next year. WOW!! His home away from home. Needless to say, the days leading up to it were pretty uneventful. I was excited to help him get his room all set up...comfortable and cozy so he wouldn't feel homesick. The emotions that kept creeping up...I would push back down, thinking..."he's only an hour away" and "he will be home alot". Sometimes my feelings got the better of me and I would quietly slip out of the room and let my tears fall silently. Then I would take a deep breath and think positive thoughts.
Tuesday was a different story: Talk about an emotional day!! We got him all set in his dorm, made a walmart run for a microwave and snacks, then "toured" the dorm area to see what all was there. That was the fun part. The not so fun part was when it was time for us to come home. Part of me thought that I was abandoning him (his roommate hadn't gotten there yet). So, we said our good-byes and yes, I cried....no, I bawled. It was quite a struggle to keep the tears from falling all the way home. I seemed to do ok, until someone asked me if I was alright.
Now granted...we only live an hour away from Jakab's dorm (I keep telling myself this). HOWEVER....it might as well be 1,000 miles!! He's not upstairs playing his guitar, or in the living room watching a movie. I'm trying to keep my mind set on "Oh, he's just on his missions trip....he'll be home in 10 days." Right now...its working.
However, when day 11 comes....I don't know where I will be!!!!!
Thanks for letting me ramble!!
What a wonderful expression of a Mother's love. There are many times in a father's life that are amazing and Kim's trip home was one of them for me. When I saw tears falling down your cheek I felt your sadness, who wants to see a mother cry? Seeing a son begin an amazing journey should be a joyful event and yet I watched his mother's love express itself in the quiet sobs from the other side of the car. To not be choked up at this time would be an effort in futility. My heart began to swell with pride; my wife, my best friend and the mother of my son confirmed she was indeed the soul mate I had always dreamed of so many years ago. Those of you reading this blog I tell you now those tears of a mother's sadness brought joy on that ride home. Jakab I hope you know you are blessed like I have been and hope to be for some time to come. Kimmy you truly are loved and those tears prove we are too. The sadness will ease but the joy and love will last forever and ever....
ReplyDeleteAs I have said many times I hated that bus that Tuck took to join the US NAVY or UNCLE SAMS CANUE CLUB as he calls it. To add to my sorrow Tuck had the bus driver honk as it passed our house on Franklin Street in Danville . From then on when 5:00PM came and that bus passed our house I was very despondent. Okay Kim, only a mom knows.
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