Surviving My First Year Of College
In my last blog, I talked about Zach deciding where he was going to go to college, scheduling college visits and how I was feeling about that whole process. Now a year has flown by and he is home for the summer after his first year of college. It is hard for me to believe that this school year is over already. It seems like just yesterday we were dropping him off in Iowa City. I remember that day vividly as I was dreading leaving my oldest son to begin his future. T he first few months were very challenging for me. Although Zach seemed to have adjusted rather quickly. I found myself texting him just to check in to see how his days were going and usually I would get a one word reply, which was fine, because then I knew that he was alive. I did make it through the first semester without any major breakdowns and got used to not worrying about him being out until God knows when. Then came the month-long Christmas break. I was so looking forward to him being home. Funny