I am in a Steinbeck mood these days, that one is mine, and I picked up a couple of EB White books. The rest are Wesley's. She reads way beyond my level, almost always has.
To show you my level of maturity, I like the cover of this book because it reminds me of Skyrim, haha
Wes is heading back to school today. There will be an empty space in the house again. She fills up so much of the space in this house. I have cooked so many meals this past week, wanting to nourish her with good meals that she doesn't get at school. It's been great having her home and it will be sad to watch her car pull out of the driveway. I think about the time when she no longer lives here, when she is out on her own, making a life for herself, and I don't know how that is possible. How do we as parents cope with having our children leave us? We do it, I have almost survived a year of college now, but it is a growth process, getting to know a different me, deciding if I like this me. I liked the me that was a mom doing class parties and field trips and homework and projects. But I am alone with this me a lot and we are slowly getting to know each other......
My life has slowed down since Wesley went off to school. I am paying attention to the slowness, the textures, the light, the quietness, the stillness. I think I like it.....
I wandered lonely as a cloud
That floats on high o'er vales and hills,
When all at once I saw a crowd,
A host, of golden daffodils;
Beneath the lake, beneath the trees,
Fluttering and dancing in the breeze. W. Wordsworth