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Originally Posted by AXOmom
Good luck! I'm anxious to hear your story, but this makes me a little sad. One of those, "it just seems like yesterday" things when I can remember so clearly loading daughter's car AND mine up with all of her stuff and driving down to Pullman. The next day I drove home, sat down on my bed and cried for an hour....sigh.
At any rate, at least you'll have better weather. The day we moved her in it was 104. And she was on the top floor of Regents. And I had to do it by myself because she had a cheerleading meeting and practice to go to...it was LOTS of fun.  . |
LOL.
That transition is tough.
I drove myself to school during freshman year. My mom and I said good-bye on the porch. I had to leave really quickly because we were both going to cry. I went to the gas station to fuel the car and put my head on the steering wheel and just bawled. A total stranger stopped to ask me if I was okay. When I got to school, I called her to tell her that I was there and I had to get off the phone really quickly because I was bawling again.
Freshman orientation started the next day and then I was having too much fun to cry anymore.
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