This summer I realized as Wilson and I passed each other in the hallway, that all too soon there wouldn't be a passing in the hallway. No bumping into each other in the kitchen for late night snacks,no watching a Steeler game,none of the normal things we have done together for the past nineteen years of his life. He is headed to college and all will change.
We are happy he is going. He wants to go, and we admire the work that he has put in to it. On the other hand, we know everything is about to be different. Wilson has a "big"personality. It carries through our home like the echo at the Grand Canyon. We know when he and his band of friends are "in the house". We like hearing them in the drive way razzing each other about who missed the last shot. We like the food being gone from the refrigerator,the Jeep pulling in and unloading the masses. We like it. And now, we are going to miss it. Its not the big stuff, its the little stuff that we will miss.
And so, as we left him at college,I felt a lump the size of an orange in my throat. Blessings Wilson.Take a turn at the corner and straight ahead to your new life. We are watching and missing the bump in the night.
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