We dropped our middle daughter off this weekend for a three week visit at a college. It is a program called the Joseph Baldwin Academy, and is an exceptional program. I am really excited for her, but oh my goodness, I miss her like crazy.
You can learn more about the program here, but the gist of the program is this: The Joseph Baldwin Academy offers highly talented students a head start on their future university careers by allowing them to spend three weeks as college freshmen: they move into a residence hall, adapt to living with a roommate, eat dorm food, make new friends, attend a college level class, and work with Truman State’s faculty.
It was actually really awesome to see everything, and to be on a college campus, set up her dorm room, eat lunch with her before we left in the college cafeteria (which I swear resembles a restaurant) and learn about her class.
She is taking a writing course. Yes, I am proud. She is hoping to get selected again next year also – next year she wants to take a Psychology course. This kid is definitely going places.
Anyway, I’m just trying to hang on by a thread. She’s gone for three weeks, and I am dying and we are less than 48 hours into this. Trying to distract myself with anything I can, but its not as easy as I thought it would be.
She did call Saturday night and talk to us for a bit, so that was comforting (plus she sounded great which made it SO much easier!) She’s making friends, having fun with her roommate, her dorm buddies and a few other friends from her district that got into the program also. So I know she is having a blast, I just feel like a mother bird does, when one leaves the next.
Interesting (but very true) conversation my husband and I had.
Me: Well, I suppose we have to let her have wings to fly. I know that’s what we have to do as good parents.
Mike: Not at 13 we’re not supposed to!
LOL I think I feel his pain.
It’s so quiet around here without her, and the other kids have no idea what to do with themselves. Brie and I have been down in my scrapbook room cranking out cards to send her so she gets mail nearly everyday. It’s kept us busy, but it’s not enough.
If I am quieter than usual. That is why.