<p>10 days away from the trek north for year two of college...it's a different kind of sadness this year...and a different kind of joy, too. Of course I'll miss S; but I know we'll be in touch; I know we'll stay close; I know this year will fly by, just like last year--and we'll be one year closer to the time when he no longer comes "home" for school breaks...he'll be starting up his own home before I can blink my eyes. I've learned to cherish college as the "half-way house" of time when my house is still his "home" even tho he's not in it 8 months out of the year!</p>
<p>Tips for coping that "first time?" Everyone's different, but here's what worked for us: distance a bit. S came closer to me when I didn't try to be close to him. Explore the campus...I stayed at S's school (lots of parent programming) for 3 days...saw S for a grand total of 3-4 hours over the course of those 3 days...ran errands (stocking up the mini-fridge, getting a desk lamp, etc), walked around campus, both to parent programming and on my own, just to see it...made myself very tired (physically). Take your cell phone and find a corner away from the kids (on a bench on the quad for me) and call another mother/friend who's living thru the same thing...it helps to release some of the emotion, particularly if it can be done w/out your kid anywhere in sight! </p>
<p>I was fine when I left. We had a "last dinner" (by the school's design...they even "named" it the "say goodbye to your student dinner") and then, because I'm an early morning person, I went back to my hotel; slept the night and left for home (a six-hour drive) at 5 the next morning. I was fine most of the way home, too...but I crumbled (literally) as I walked in the door--it had hit me as I passed S's high school (about 10 minutes from our house)...</p>
<p>Had a bad 30 minutes, when the phone rang...one of my S's friends, who I call my "second son"...he wasn't leaving for college for another week...he called to say he thought I might be feeling "kid-less" and would I like to go out to dinner....THAT cheered me up beyond words to describe. If you can plan something similar for you, you might find it helpful...</p>
<p>I was glum for about a week...cried hard the first time I did a load of laundry w/out any of S's things in it (laugh at me; it's ok--you can't laugh harder at me than I laughed at myself!)...then "life" took over. It's busy. It's happy. It's full. And S kept in close touch--phone calls and IM primarily...I found I could cheer myself up by hitting Target and putting together a care package...I love doing that! And S likes getting them a lot, too...</p>
<p>I've had a year now...it has proven to me that S & I still have our tight relationship and that in many ways it's even better--and certainly more interesting--to be interacting w/an adult. That's for the times I remember to back off and stop trying to control his decision-making--I'm sort of good at that--manage it about 75% of the time; the other 25% S quickly and forcefully reminds me! And then forgives me my lapses!!</p>
<p>Lots of thinking about it...I think the reality is that S going off to college marked an absolute end to full-time daily routine mothering. Most of the lingering sadness is that I don't want that "job" to be over, even tho I'm very proud of the way the "job" turned out! I loved it. Wish I could do it for a few more years. But I can't. And it's not S going away, or growing up, or being who he is, on his own, that makes me sad--it's just the transition from one life stage to the next when I hadn't gotten tired of the one that I was leaving when it came time to end.</p>
<p>SOrry to be so long-winded. Hope this helps...</p>