Freshman move in day was Friday. The university made the whole process quite easy. There were people waiting to help you carry things up several flights of stairs.
Roommates to meet.
Beds to be made. (See a full picture of the dorm quilt here.)
Before I knew it, she was ready for us to leave.
I've known that moment was coming for a long time. Every stitch I put in the quilt was one step closer to that moment.
I was proud she was ready. Me? Not so ready.
But leave we did. I cried a few tears in the car and promptly made chocolate chip cookies when I got home.
She isn't so far away so I know I'll see her again soon, if not just to deliver something she forgot to pack. And technology will make keeping in touch quite simple.
Now the house has a different kind of quiet. I've closed the door to her room so I can just pretend she is sleeping late.
I think I'll go quilt. Those white cinder block dorm walls need a quilt to brighten things up.
Have a wonderful day!