RockYourWorld
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The day had finally come when it was time to take my little girl to college. My wife and I had been talking about what it was going to be like. A few weeks before the day had arrived, my wife had dropped the bomb on me that she didn’t want to actually take our daughter to school. She preferred to say good-bye at home, and let me take care of getting her moved into her dorm. My wife said she thought it would be too emotional for her, and she would spend the whole day crying. I thought she was trying to dodge moving furniture, but I didn’t make a big stink about it.
My daughter’s college was about 10 hours away. We had a nice drive there, talking about her plans, and what she was looking forward to. She and I had already had a nice long talk about boys, and what rotten scoundrels they could be, and I told her I knew, because I used to be one. We had a laugh about that, but I knew she had a good head on her shoulders.
When we got there, the first thing I noticed was something that was significantly different from when I went to college. The dorms were co-ed! Oh well, I thought. This was modern times. My daughter and I went about moving her furniture into her dorm. Her roommate was already there, and he mom and dad were there helping her move in too. We all talked and got to know each other. They all seemed nice, and I felt good about leaving my daughter here. The roommate and her parents left soon. They said they were going to visit relatives nearby and would come back the day school started.
My daughter and I moved in her stuff, and at one point, she became distracted by a certain young man that was also moving in. His room was down the hall from hers, and e was being helped by his mom. After awhile, the boy seemed to notice my daughter checking him out, so he came and introduced himself. I could hear them talking, but I didn’t want to embarrass her, so I stayed out of the way. As they talked, I walked down the hall and found something to make myself busy.
When I did that, I passed the boy’s room and happened to make eye contact with his mom. She turned out to be very friendly too, and came to introduce herself. She said her name was Rebecca and we talked about how weird all this was, moving our kids into school and all. She mentioned that it was a tough time for her because her son was her only child, and she was divorced, so she now had an empty nest. We chatted for awhile before she made her way back to her car and moved more of her son’s belongings into the room.
After awhile, a few of my daughter’s friends came to the dorm. My daughter introduced the young man to them, and before I knew it, they were making plans to go eat. Again, I didn’t want to embarrass her, so I told her to go ahead, and I’d meet up with her later. I went to her dorm room and finished fixing it up, then just sat back to relax.
Then there was a knock at the door. I suspected it was one of my daughter’s friends, looking for her, but I was surprised when I saw Rebecca. She said she was finished moving in her son and didn’t expect them back anytime soon, and wondered what I was doing.
“I’m just waiting for the kids to come back, just like you” I said. “If you’d like, you can come in and relax for awhile.”
My daughter’s college was about 10 hours away. We had a nice drive there, talking about her plans, and what she was looking forward to. She and I had already had a nice long talk about boys, and what rotten scoundrels they could be, and I told her I knew, because I used to be one. We had a laugh about that, but I knew she had a good head on her shoulders.
When we got there, the first thing I noticed was something that was significantly different from when I went to college. The dorms were co-ed! Oh well, I thought. This was modern times. My daughter and I went about moving her furniture into her dorm. Her roommate was already there, and he mom and dad were there helping her move in too. We all talked and got to know each other. They all seemed nice, and I felt good about leaving my daughter here. The roommate and her parents left soon. They said they were going to visit relatives nearby and would come back the day school started.
My daughter and I moved in her stuff, and at one point, she became distracted by a certain young man that was also moving in. His room was down the hall from hers, and e was being helped by his mom. After awhile, the boy seemed to notice my daughter checking him out, so he came and introduced himself. I could hear them talking, but I didn’t want to embarrass her, so I stayed out of the way. As they talked, I walked down the hall and found something to make myself busy.
When I did that, I passed the boy’s room and happened to make eye contact with his mom. She turned out to be very friendly too, and came to introduce herself. She said her name was Rebecca and we talked about how weird all this was, moving our kids into school and all. She mentioned that it was a tough time for her because her son was her only child, and she was divorced, so she now had an empty nest. We chatted for awhile before she made her way back to her car and moved more of her son’s belongings into the room.
After awhile, a few of my daughter’s friends came to the dorm. My daughter introduced the young man to them, and before I knew it, they were making plans to go eat. Again, I didn’t want to embarrass her, so I told her to go ahead, and I’d meet up with her later. I went to her dorm room and finished fixing it up, then just sat back to relax.
Then there was a knock at the door. I suspected it was one of my daughter’s friends, looking for her, but I was surprised when I saw Rebecca. She said she was finished moving in her son and didn’t expect them back anytime soon, and wondered what I was doing.
“I’m just waiting for the kids to come back, just like you” I said. “If you’d like, you can come in and relax for awhile.”