There She Goes...

Kendall had started loading the sunroom up with stuff for her move.  The fuller it got, the weirder it felt.  This was getting real.  She found the last couple of days at home to be a roller coaster of emotions.  It seemed that even the animals knew what was coming.

I thought I would handle this transition with unprecedented smoothness. Ha! The minute I pulled the truck around the curve and saw the move-in line, my throat squeezed tight and the tears started to flow. Sidney looked over and said, "It's okay mom, just go ahead and cry." I am just thankful Kendall was off parking her car.

The move in was so awesome.  They had movers helping with our stuff.  All of her things were sitting outside her apartment by the time we parked the cars and made it up to her room.

I was not really sure whether I should stay and help her get settled or not, so I asked.  She welcomed the help.  

We made a couple of trips to the stores to pick up a few things that we had not thought about.  Truth is, Kendall had done an amazing job planning it all out, so there was not a lot that we had to pickup.

I am glad she is close by, but the tide has changed. She is spreading her wings. This is what we all wish for our kids, but it doesn't mean it will be easy. This is just the beginning of a new season of great things!

So how does any good parent deal with the silence when you get home?  Clean, of course.  I gave her room a top to bottom cleaning and started reimaging it as a sewing space.