Our trip to Boston College--July 17-July 19, 2016

Anna and I left on Sunday, at 6:30 am to drive to Boston for Anna's college Orientation.   We arrived at noon, signed in, and then walked around the campus a little.   Here are some photos:

Nothing makes me tear up more than seeing my child standing next to a brick wall with her college name emblazoned on it.....

Until we noticed the dead bird at the emblazoned sign....was kind of hoping that someone would clean that up...

Back to being happy...here she is... The Class of 2020!

And, of course, I had to go see the Doug Flutie statue...

The program started on Sunday at 4 pm, at which time Anna and all the other kids left their parents, and re-joined us on Tuesday, at 4 pm.   We didn't see them again.  So, I was alone in Boston for 48 hours just waiting for her to be done with her Orientation.

I want to be clear---there were programs for the parents for parts of the day on Monday and Tuesday, which is why I assumed I would be attending those programs, and I would be fine being by myself in the hotel while she stayed in the dorm.  Initially, we were all supposed to go, and it was going to be a really great family vacation.  And then Chris had a stroke, and needs to get better, so that plan was changed, and I was on my own in Boston.

I really thought I would attend those parent sessions, because I usually don't mind that kind of thing.  In fact, I love those kind of things.   That is, until I saw the names of some of the sessions, including one that was called "Okay, I Raised you...and Now you are going to Leave Me??"   As much as I love every moment with my children,   I really am okay, kind of, with them going away...it is what kids are supposed to do.  I don't put any limits to where they can go to college, or how far they can go.   Really, for my kids, they can apply anywhere in the US.  I guess that is my only limit.    I accept (for the most part) that my children have to go away to college.  It is good for them.

So, I am not really into attending a program with that title....it just screams needy parent.

Instead, I stayed by myself in the Marriott, and made lots of friends.   For Anna, it was great.  For me, not so great.