Okay, people. I'm here for some sympathy and e-hugs.
We dropped our babies off at college Sunday, drove down Saturday and stayed in a motel, go to the college Sun morning and got them settled in, packed huge amounts of stuff up 4 flights of stairs, got it all unpacked and arranged, got their beds made, got their computer set up, and them, wham. We had to leave them there. Drove six hours, waited 2-1/2 hours for ferry, 1-1/2 hour ferry ride, 20 minute drive home, got home at 2:00 am to a house empty of kids for the first time in 20 years.
If real men don't cry, I'm not a real man.
I'm not good for much at work -- good think I work for myelf so the boss can't fire me.
I need lots of hugs, guys. Lots of warm loving support. I knew it would be hard, but not this hard. When David went, at least we still had the girls at home. And he wanted to do. They are shy and scared and homesick to the nth degree. They'll do fine, but not at first.
Me, I don't know. I'm not so young and resiliant any more.
I can't tell them how much I miss them -- it would make things worse for them. So I'll tell you.
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