Brilliant … But Bouncy

Dylan Gets To Decide.

Dylan is at college.

I want to write one of those blogs about how much I miss him, how empty the house is without him, and how I can hardly stand him being ten hours away and not knowing what he’s doing.

But I am thrilled to say: I can’t write that.

I miss Dylan, but it’s only been a week. In that week, he has not only called me – but he’s Facetimed me, which is something I had never considered before he left. It’s like having him here! He is sitting there in his room, doing stuff, and I am right there with him.

I realize that these talks won’t happen – and haven’t happened – every day. But just the realization that sometimes they can has made me ecstatic.

I love seeing his face. I love hearing his voice. I love seeing where he is, what he’s doing. It’s my favorite thing.

Dylan has already had his first and second days of classes. He’s done whatever he needs to do for his accommodations, although I’m betting big money that he hasn’t given his paperwork to his professors yet. But he did his homework right when he got it – a brilliant idea – and even had some time “off” this weekend (which scares me).

He’s texted and snap-chatted me. He’s spent a lot of time ignoring me, because he’s making friends. Those are the hardest days for me, and the brightest for him. So I try to back off and let him enjoy them.

And he’s spent an inordinate amount of time in his room, so he still has a little time to talk. We even managed to get into an argument one bright, Saturday morning – across all the miles – about whether or not he should audition for an a cappella group.

The interesting end of the argument: Dylan gets to decide. Pestering him one way or another does no good at all, because it is his decision!

And this is how it should have been for years. So I’m not writing that blog about crying my eyes out until the wee hours of the morning. I’m writing a blog to say that I am happy for my son. He’s doing what he wants and needs to do for himself.

Yes, I miss him. But I’m actually, truly, honestly happy for him.