Did the emotions of saying goodbye for college surprise any of you? I ask because my dearest friend of 35 years just took her eldest, a son, to college, and she is shocked that she cried! She travels alot for work, sometimes gone for 2 weeks at a time, is a very "type A" personality, and never has time for emotions (I am emotional, so we balance each other well!). She is driving home from moving in her first, and she is shocked at how hard it was.
Now I knew it would be hard for me, so tears were no surprise. Our little family unit has never really been separated, so not seeing each other every day is very different. Yet I knew all of this would happen, but for my friend, she is so surprised, for she never thought she would feel anything but pride that her son was off to college. Was anyone else surprised at the emotions that ran through you as you drove off?
Speaking of surprises, my daughter had her first experience with walking in on a roommate while roommate's paramour was there

. Not only was it embarrassing for both girls, it was doubly so for the roommate, because she was in bed with another girl! Apparently, she is a lesbian that thought she could hide it, wasn't sure how her roommate would react, but now my daughter knows.
My daughter doesn't care about the lesbian issue, she will respect her roommate and won't tell anyone, but she doesn't like walking in on her roommate while she is in bed with someone else! Hopefully ground rules have been set now by the roommates so no one else is surprised in the future! We did have a good laugh though when my daughter said that she went with a girls only dorm to avoid this sort of thing!

One week into college, many more to go, I guess college life is just filled with surprises, I wonder what other ones await!
I also had an epiphany last night. When we came home on Saturday after moving my eldest into her apartment 3.5 hours away, and youngest gone too, my husband mowed the lawn. He then parked the riding lawn mower in the garage, in my space, so it could "air out" (we have dogs, there are land mines from dogs, "air out" usually means he will wash the mower once it cools down).
6 days later, I still have a lawn mower in my garage spot. Then it hit me when I pulled up into the drive today - with both girls gone, their cars are also gone, and DH can't stand to see the empty driveway when he comes home from work!

My husband, he is a man of few words but one that apparently feels the emptiness of his little girls being gone. I guess I will stop asking when I get my spot back until he is ready to move the mower on his own.