Okay interesting morning, I’m driving into town planning on taking a nice bicycle ride when I get there. Then, my phone rings, its my Mom.
Let me first start with a little back story. Two days ago, my parents call me to tell me that they are going to stop by on sunday. Mind you stopping by means they are driving 3 hours to get here. So I say, “okay come on up, I don’t mind.”
Okay fast forward. They show up yesterday, bring me a couple pairs of jeans and proceed just to hang out at my house. Mean while I’m asking myself, “what the hell is going on here, why the sudden urge to visit?” Anyways, we have lunch, talk for a bit, exchange hugs, and they are gone.
Hmmm, somethings fishy.
Back to this morning. Mom has her heart-heavy voice on the morning, she tells me that she is worried about me and that I seemed like a lost little puppy that needed a hug. Then the tears start coming, I can hear her sobbing over the phone. I ask why she is crying and she answers “i just love you.” Okay then why
are you crying? Who knows. I guess she’s
just worried about me finding a job and moving on with my life, maybe its because I’m her only kid. Bottom-line is that her and my Dad are freaking out about my rapidly approaching real-world immersion and I’m not. Should I be?
I think everything will work out, maybe I’m wrong. I’ve always been the type to just let it happen, I cant worry myself to death because I’ll go crazy. To make a long story short, Im just going to make a few phone calls, network with friends and family and write this blog we’ll see what happens.
