Six weeks until Eldest leaves for college. He is super excited and a little nervous. He's been slowly packing things away into the boxes to take with and the boxes to store (a lot of times with assistance in sorting on request but he's doing a great job). I'm super excited for him. There is a part of me that is very fretful (the school closed the residence hall dorms and put everyone needing housing in the campus apartments, which is pretty swank) because of the worry of violence. Even though I know this campus is like...probably the safest campus in the universe for a trans person, the apartment with 5 unknown roommates is very nerve wracking for momma but I am staying out of it and keeping my frets to myself! In any case he knows how to advocate for himself, we are only a couple of hours away and he will have local emergency contacts too <3.
When he gets to college all the roommate groups will be quarantined for 2 weeks. No big freshman minglers but its clear they are thinking outside of the box to help the first year folks transition into college life despite the weird circumstances. I'm happy for him. We are having a good time doing lots of stuff together and he's spending a lot of time with little brother (who is 6) who they have a very special bond.
But yeah, I think in addition to the struggles with covid mental health effects, I'm definitely going to be riding the roller coaster of Oh Shit My Kid Is Actually Leaving For College and Truly Starting Their Own Life Now. Hopefully I can keep my shit together and not be a blubberer until I'm in the car driving home after getting him settled!!