September 2, 2012

Homesick

Boom is homesick.  Of course we expected it, to some degree, and we, in turn, have been missing her.  Several times over the past two weeks, I have handed plates to one of the kids to set the table, only to have them return the extra one to me as a silent reminder that we don't set the table for six anymore.  Bang said we were Boom-sick.

I had slightly higher expectations for Boom being in the Corps of Cadets, thinking that training, if not shining shoes and brass, would keep her busier than the average college kid.  It does, and it will, but things still aren't quite in full swing.  Today, in fact, is the day that all 800+ campus organizations and clubs gather to recruit and attract new members.  I am sure she will find some kindred souls there.  (She did perk up upon receiving an email about a Corps marksmanship team - especially when she learned that there is a range in the basement of the military sciences building on campus, within a stone's throw of her dorm.  Now, why don't they put information like that in the school's brochures?)

I know Boom is homesick because she says she is.  And she has been calling two and three times a day.  She wasn't feeling well this week, a phenomenon that they call the Corps Crud, what I suspect is the same 'getting exposed to a bunch of new germs' sort of illness that school kids, parents and teachers get at the beginning of the school year.  First time away from home, with a stomach bug and her roommate ditched her for the weekend.  Yeah, I would be lonely too.

Last night found me learning to Skype, on my kids' computer, as I do not have a webcam.  We got all the dogs in front of the camera and Boom took The Princess on a video tour of her dorm room.  Boom was modeling her array of uniform hats, so The Princess went and got her viking helmet out of the dress up trunk, to play along.  I think we cheered her up a bit.

Boom finally had time on Friday to go get her P.O. box assignment.  I paid for the damn thing in July, but they don't assign the numbers until the dorms open, and they have very inconvenient hours, so we are just now getting the info we need to start sending care packages and notes.  That should cheer her up, too.

On our end, the emptiness comes intermittently.  Boom left her room looking pretty much as it always does.  The bookshelves are overflowing, her stuff is everywhere, plenty of clothes still stuffed in the drawers.  The hits come when I want to tell her something, or need someone tall to reach something for me.  Most of all, the dinner table is a little empty and I miss that hug and kiss goodnight.

It's still a little too easy to pretend that she is just at a friend's house or off on a school trip, things that were frequent the past few years.  I suppose the real stake to the heart will be the first time that she should and could come home for a holiday, and she chooses to go somewhere else.  That's when her room gets cleaned out and re-purposed into an office/exercise room...

4 comments:

CenTexTim said...

If you miss Boom that much, have another kid. That'll take your mind off her...

Harper said...

You first.

CenTexTim said...

Ha! Don't hold your breath.

kerrcarto said...
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