A New Era
When Son#1 left home at the beginning of 2003 to embark on tertiary study, I could not imagine the moment when almost thirteen years later our youngest son would complete his tertiary studies.
It feels like the end of an era. And I'm not sure if I'm ready for it.
Last weekend DH and I helped move four years' worth of belongings from Son#5's student flat (apartment). His exclamations that it felt weird to be finished with university echoed my own feelings. To not have an excuse to visit our neighbouring town or have somewhere to call in when we do 'have' to visit (for shopping or concerts or DH's work) will seem weird at first. We've gotten to know this town almost as well as our own and can find our way around easily. We even know where the best places are to eat now (it took us a while but when four sons choose the same university to attend, you have several years to get to know a place).
But it's come to an end. And for him a new chapter has begun…
It feels like the end of an era. And I'm not sure if I'm ready for it.
Last weekend DH and I helped move four years' worth of belongings from Son#5's student flat (apartment). His exclamations that it felt weird to be finished with university echoed my own feelings. To not have an excuse to visit our neighbouring town or have somewhere to call in when we do 'have' to visit (for shopping or concerts or DH's work) will seem weird at first. We've gotten to know this town almost as well as our own and can find our way around easily. We even know where the best places are to eat now (it took us a while but when four sons choose the same university to attend, you have several years to get to know a place).
But it's come to an end. And for him a new chapter has begun…