Now that school is out, Man child and I have been having long detailed conversations about setting goals, staying on task, independence and a whole lot of other things. I will admit – I am nervous as heck but I have FAITH that I have prepared him enough for this next journey in his life. What I did not see was his new found interest in my next journey.
A few days ago, I went out with some friends. That’s no big deal because I go out often and many times by myself. But this time it was different. First, Man-child was very critical of what I put on (It was a Semi-formal All White Affair) and he offered to iron my blouse. He must have told me three times to call home to let him know I arrived safely- he has NEVER done that. Nevertheless, I called home to let him know I arrived and jokingly, I told him not to have any girls in the house and if he did, to keep the noise down since his grandmother was downstairs. We laughed and he told me to have fun.
When I got home, somewhere after midnight, Man-child greeted me at the door. He gave me a hug and began to sniff. Here’s our conversation:
Me: what are you doing?
MC: Making sure you weren't drinking
Me: Boy, what’s your problem? You know I don’t drink when I am driving.
MC: Did you have fun?
MC: Who was there?
MC: Did you dance?
MC: with who?
Me: Did you have company over?
MC: No, I was in battle tournament on the computer
Me: did you check on your grandmother?
MC: Yes, Gramps is fine. Why are you trying to change the subject? Who did you meet and was dancing with?
At that point, I told him to get out of my way so that I could get ready for bed. After I showered, he came into my bedroom and said “So this is what it’s going to be like when I go to college”. I thought about it for a few minutes and said “yep”. He replied “I am not going to like this”.
And so the journey has begun….