It’s been three weeks since we dropped my older son off at college. He’s doing okay. Texting is the world’s greatest invention. EVER.
I, on the other hand, have found this entire year very stressful (even before he left). When I get stressed out, I tend to lose my appetite. A long time ago, I found that a great way to handle stress is to do more physical things. Lately I’ve been hiking a lot and eating less.
I’ve lost ten pounds since my son went off to college.
I can’t honestly say I’m unhappy, because the moments of sheer joy when I reach the top of a mountain (hiking, not rock climbing, I assure you) are sublime. The rattlesnake we saw yesterday on the way back down Mt. Tammany was NOT sublime. It was cool. Interesting. A little freaky, but not sublime.
Finding out that my son’s roommate bought a jar of peanut butter and cracked it open in their room to eat it, was also NOT FUN. I have a feeling I’ll be going hiking again in a day or so.
The moment I managed to climb up the Skyline Trail onto the North Lookout at Hawk Mountain was surprising (because, yeah, that actually was rock climbing). I didn’t know I could do that. I doubt I’ll do it again.
We go to visit my son in a week for the day. I’m looking forward to it.
Anything that connects me to other people with things that I like, whether it’s writing, yoga, or gaming. Being separated from the people you care about is a pain.
I’ve read that family/friends are the key to happiness. That’s why it sucks when they move away. Sigh.
Hang in there. They come back again.
Sing. There is scientific evidence to support the positive therapeutic benefits of singing–even if you think you can’t. Group singing is especially good.
White, I’ll be at dance practice in an hour or so. I’m thinking that may work, too. 🙂