by to wish you luck. I brought you some of my homemade chocolate
chip cookies to take with you. I thought you might like some.”
“Sure, thank you,
Linda.”
Mary turned to Linda,
“Let’s go out on the porch and let Christopher finish.” Turning
to Christopher, she said, “We’ll be on the porch, Christopher.
There’s more chicken on the stove if you want a second helping.
I’ll be on the porch with Linda.”
Once they were outside,
Mary told Linda, “I’m really going to miss Christopher.”
“I will too, Mary,”
Linda replied. “It seems like only yesterday we went to inquire
about his school. Now he is off to college. Time sure seems to fly
sometimes.”
After a moment of
pondering, Mary broke the silence. “It hasn’t sunk in yet, you
know? I can’t believe my baby is going off to college at 12 years
old. I thought I was ready for this, but I guess I’m not. I
promised myself I wouldn’t cry and I’m not going to. It’s just
going to be a little harder than I thought.”
Linda held Mary’s
hand and said, “We’re just going to have to spend a little more
time together now. What time do you have to leave to take Christopher
to the airport?”
“Not for a little
while yet. Joe should be getting back from the car wash any time now.
He didn’t want to drive Christopher to the airport in a dirty car.”
Mary smiled. “Nothing’s too good for his favorite son. Here he
comes now,” Mary noted as Joe turned in from the main road and
crossed over the little wooden bridge.
Linda gave Christopher
a hug while Joe put the suitcase in the trunk for the trip to the
airport. “I’m going to miss you, Christopher.” Linda said.
“We better get going
if we’re going to get there in time. Don’t want to see your plane
leave without you,” Joe said as he closed the trunk.
“I’ll come by
later, Mary. Have a safe trip, Christopher.” Linda said as Joe
started up the car. As they began to pull away, Christopher turned
around and waved goodbye to Linda.
It was a little warmer
than normal for the first week of September, which made it a
beautiful day for the ride to the airport. At the airport, goodbyes
were said and hugs were given. Joe and Mary stood by the large
terminal window and looked out as Christopher’s plane was pushed
back, and then taxied out, and took off.
“I can’t believe
our little boy’s gone,” Mary said as she and Joe walked out to
the car.
“He’ll be just
fine. I’m sure of it,” Joe reassured Mary.
Once the plane landed
and started to unload, Christopher exited the plane and entered the
terminal. Even though he seemed caught up in the crowd, he was able
to see a sign being held up high that read “Christopher Adams” in
big black letters. Christopher made his way through the crowd toward
the sign and the person holding it.
“I’m Christopher
Adams.” Christopher said looking up at the rather tall young man
holding the sign.
“Hello, I’m
Phillip,” the young man said as he extended his hand to shake
Christopher’s. “Professor Stevens sent me to pick you up. Do you
have a claim check for your bags?”
Christopher pulled out
his ticket folder with baggage claim stubs stapled to the inside.
Once the bags were retrieved, Phillip led Christopher to the parking
lot where a new white van with the school logo on the side was
parked.
“I’ll take you to
your room on campus so you can get settled in a little. Professor
Stevens will be by a little later to check in with you.”
The school seemed so
big to Christopher—at least a lot bigger than he was used to.
Phillip pulled the van into a small parking lot and parked.
“Here we are,
Christopher. Your new home. Well, for a while anyway. Come on, let’s
get your bags.”
Christopher was
surprised at how nice his room was. It was more than just a
room—there were several rooms.
“Who else lives
here?” Christopher inquired.
“Just you. Very few
students get these digs, and those are usually
chip cookies to take with you. I thought you might like some.”
“Sure, thank you,
Linda.”
Mary turned to Linda,
“Let’s go out on the porch and let Christopher finish.” Turning
to Christopher, she said, “We’ll be on the porch, Christopher.
There’s more chicken on the stove if you want a second helping.
I’ll be on the porch with Linda.”
Once they were outside,
Mary told Linda, “I’m really going to miss Christopher.”
“I will too, Mary,”
Linda replied. “It seems like only yesterday we went to inquire
about his school. Now he is off to college. Time sure seems to fly
sometimes.”
After a moment of
pondering, Mary broke the silence. “It hasn’t sunk in yet, you
know? I can’t believe my baby is going off to college at 12 years
old. I thought I was ready for this, but I guess I’m not. I
promised myself I wouldn’t cry and I’m not going to. It’s just
going to be a little harder than I thought.”
Linda held Mary’s
hand and said, “We’re just going to have to spend a little more
time together now. What time do you have to leave to take Christopher
to the airport?”
“Not for a little
while yet. Joe should be getting back from the car wash any time now.
He didn’t want to drive Christopher to the airport in a dirty car.”
Mary smiled. “Nothing’s too good for his favorite son. Here he
comes now,” Mary noted as Joe turned in from the main road and
crossed over the little wooden bridge.
Linda gave Christopher
a hug while Joe put the suitcase in the trunk for the trip to the
airport. “I’m going to miss you, Christopher.” Linda said.
“We better get going
if we’re going to get there in time. Don’t want to see your plane
leave without you,” Joe said as he closed the trunk.
“I’ll come by
later, Mary. Have a safe trip, Christopher.” Linda said as Joe
started up the car. As they began to pull away, Christopher turned
around and waved goodbye to Linda.
It was a little warmer
than normal for the first week of September, which made it a
beautiful day for the ride to the airport. At the airport, goodbyes
were said and hugs were given. Joe and Mary stood by the large
terminal window and looked out as Christopher’s plane was pushed
back, and then taxied out, and took off.
“I can’t believe
our little boy’s gone,” Mary said as she and Joe walked out to
the car.
“He’ll be just
fine. I’m sure of it,” Joe reassured Mary.
Once the plane landed
and started to unload, Christopher exited the plane and entered the
terminal. Even though he seemed caught up in the crowd, he was able
to see a sign being held up high that read “Christopher Adams” in
big black letters. Christopher made his way through the crowd toward
the sign and the person holding it.
“I’m Christopher
Adams.” Christopher said looking up at the rather tall young man
holding the sign.
“Hello, I’m
Phillip,” the young man said as he extended his hand to shake
Christopher’s. “Professor Stevens sent me to pick you up. Do you
have a claim check for your bags?”
Christopher pulled out
his ticket folder with baggage claim stubs stapled to the inside.
Once the bags were retrieved, Phillip led Christopher to the parking
lot where a new white van with the school logo on the side was
parked.
“I’ll take you to
your room on campus so you can get settled in a little. Professor
Stevens will be by a little later to check in with you.”
The school seemed so
big to Christopher—at least a lot bigger than he was used to.
Phillip pulled the van into a small parking lot and parked.
“Here we are,
Christopher. Your new home. Well, for a while anyway. Come on, let’s
get your bags.”
Christopher was
surprised at how nice his room was. It was more than just a
room—there were several rooms.
“Who else lives
here?” Christopher inquired.
“Just you. Very few
students get these digs, and those are usually
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