I thought the transition to being the mother of a college freshman would be much, much easier. Granted it’s just the first week, and I do feel better because she seems to be doing quite well.
I realized that it takes a “village” to be a parent. Especially the parent of a young adult. The actual parenting part for us has not been difficult, it’s the letting go that yanks the heartstrings. I am grateful for the texts from Marianna, the calls from my friends experiencing the same feelings, and the comfort from my buddies who have been through it! My buddy Gina has helped me in that way. Paving the road on what directions this journey may take.
Gina and I had lunch on her outside patio today. Gina has been going through torturous treatment for lung cancer. Chemo and radiation. Today, she had a large patch on her chest near her collarbone to cover up an area literally burned from the radiation treatment. She’s lost about 20 pounds from not being able to eat. Her esophagus has been so burned up she was unable to swallow.
And here I wallow in sadness. She completely gets it. We all have our moments of misery going on and we need to acknowledge the feelings. There is no need to compare she says. We caught up after not seeing each other for a couple of weeks.
She confirmed that it’s going to be ok. Marianna is a bright young woman with lots of time ahead. So, if you are a parent who just moved your child into that small college dorm, I get it. Those of you who have been there, share your experience with those of us who are newbies.
It takes a village to be a parent.