And you can't prepare for how quiet it feels when they are gone.
But then you get used to things. And, in our case, as I've said before, maybe you get eased into things because they go to school close to home and you continue to see them on a semi-weekly basis for laundry, food, money, and just because. And even though you wonder at times if staying so close to home was such a good idea you finally admit that maybe you were, gulp, wrong because it seems to be going so well.
Yeah, maybe all that.
What a great story.
The End. Right?
Because do you know what "they" do then?! "They" decide to throw you a curveball in the eleventh hour of summer and tell you that "they" are thinking of transferring schools!! And then "they" actually go through with the application process and get transcripts sent and ask for recommendations and talk on the phone with admissions counselors! (I ask you, where was all this self-motivation and industriousness the FIRST time around?!) And after all that, "they" do in fact get into a new school and decide that, yes, "they" do want to transfer, and so now "they" are leaving in three short weeks for Southern California!
Have you figured out who "they" is yet? Have you picked up on the fact that this may not just be an exercise in fun hypothetical stories?
Uh huh. Because "they" is determined to finally see us lose our ever-lovin minds.
BUT, let's keep our eye on the prize here. Because as head spinning as all of that is- do you know what is really most important?
Do you know the one thing we should not lose sight of in all of this?
With all of the packing and prepping and planning that the next three weeks will entail, do you know what we should all remember above all else.
THAT I WAS RIGHT!!!
Okay, maybe we were both a little bit right. He was right that what he needed was here, for awhile. But I was right that at some point he'd need to stretch his wings a little bit more.
He's always had it in him. Always marched to the beat of his own drummer with a style all his own. Always done things in his own time, in his own way.
So, now, just when we got comfortable. He's shaking things up again.
Gotta love him.
And we do.
So long, Seattle.
Jack has left the building.