I'm not quite as depressed as this week's column sounds, but I'm surprising myself with how much dread I'm feeling about Heir 2 leaving for Roanoke College a week from Saturday.
Really, I tell myself, it's not like he's all that far away. And he's surrounded by friendly souls.
He's in no danger whatsoever. I'm confident I've taught him how to deal with every crisis he is likely to face, though I'm sure as the time draws nearer I'll think of the stuff I forgot to teach him.
No, I'm afraid all the negativity is pure selfishness on my part. I don't want him to leave because...I don't want him to leave.
Avalanche. We never discussed what to do in case of avalanche.
4 comments:
Surely, the heir wouldn't mind you tagging along with a sleeping bag. Would he? You know, in case there's an avalanche.
I know exactly how you feel. Four years ago I left my innocent l8 year old standing in the parking lot at college and waved goodbye, thinking I taught him all the things he needed to know. He would be fine. I went back during break and picked up a completely different 'man'. It is not selfishness, it's mother's love. Besides, I know all about the lions and tigers and bears. Oh My. -- IH
Well, there ARE mountains near Roanoke College...better get the Mountaineer's Guide to Surviving out and have a talk with that boy....
Gwynne: Certainly not.
IH: I can always leave him in the parking lot -- especially if anything is pierced or tattooed.
Leslie: I've got one week to teach him mountaineering...no problem!
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