Finding Peace on Parents Weekend

by ParentCo. November 12, 2017

happy young man smiling

As sultry summer days slowly gave way to brisk autumn evenings, and the burnt orange leaves hinted at cooler days ahead, I was undergoing a transition of my own.
We had moved my first-born child, my son, into college in August. Dripping with sweat, we hauled load after load of his most “important” belongings up three flights of stairs to his tiny room. And in the days that followed, I continued to mother him from afar, sending out care packages with the frequency of an Amazon shipping center. First salty chips and sweet goodies. Then long-sleeved shirts and thick sweatpants. Now cold remedies, oversized Purell pumps, and Halloween decorations.
Yet as the number of care packages sent to my son increased, his communication with the family he left behind decreased exponentially. Phone calls became a rarity, the buzz of every text a wondrous surprise, Snapchat often my only lifeline.
So it was with great excitement and no small relief that Parents Weekend presented itself like a miracle. To be able to speak to him for more than five minutes, hold him in my arms, make sure he was taking his vitamins and getting his hair cut.
I had been warned not to expect much. That new college students have little time to spare for these visits. Not to be surprised if he was stressed, short-tempered, uncommunicative.
Yet in all honesty, our Parents Weekend did not disappoint. There were so many new friends to meet, young men and women with whom I could tell he had an easy rapport and a mutual respect. I heard about the classes that were keeping him so busy, and the professors who were making him think deeply about topics he'd never before considered. He seemed confident, at ease, and content.
We took my son to dinner off campus, and ever the hovering mom, I instinctively suggested he dress in something warmer than a thin t-shirt for the chilly evening. Then I braced myself for what I expected would follow: the belligerent eye roll, the exasperated exhaling of breath between clenched teeth. But my son simply turned to me and said, “I’m good mom. I'll be just fine like this.” And he looked at me with that combination of love and exasperation you might reserve for an exuberant and beloved puppy behaving badly. When at dinner my husband brought up the stressful topic of finding a summer internship, I girded myself for the sting of his annoyance. However, our son simply and confidently replied, “I've got this.”
Having spent this time with him, I know for sure my son is happy, and I am happy for him. I found peace on Parents Weekend. I could finally accept that the phone calls would probably be infrequent, and that in the coming years the visits home might be few and far between. Yet my son knows how much I love him. Who else would willingly (exuberantly) offer to change the sheets that had been on his bed since we dropped him off eight weeks earlier! But he is undergoing his own transition and transformation. He is finding his own way and creating his own life. He is both further from us, and closer to us, than he has ever been before.
As we were getting ready to leave and return home, my son confided in me that it was all going by too fast, that he wished time could just slow down, that he didn't want this amazing experience to end.
I took his prickly cheeks in my two hands, looked into those eyes I have known my whole life, and answered softly, “You have no idea my precious boy. You have no idea.”




ParentCo.

Author



Also in Conversations

young child holding vegatables
The Real Reason You Should Garden With Your Kids

by ParentCo.

You can garden with your kids without leaving the house or changing out of your pajamas. Best of all, it will save you at least one trip to the grocery store.

Continue Reading

5 Tips to Master Baby and Toddler Sleep on the Go
5 Tips to Master Baby and Toddler Sleep on the Go

by Hannah Howard

With disrupted rhythms and routines, long flights, new places, and jet lag, sleep while traveling is hard. Here are 5 ways to make life a little easier.

Continue Reading

mother holding her son
What To Do When Sleep Is Not an Option

by Katelyn Denning

When you're running a sleep deficit, you need a surplus in the other areas of your well-being to balance it out. Here are some ways to get through.

Continue Reading