I am struggling to get a handle on Ben moving to Rhode Island in less than a week. Not a visit, not a semester abroad, but, like, going to live there. I am also trying not to make too much of a fuss around him, while still being supportive and helpful. My idea of too much fuss may be different than his, but at least there has been no whimpering.
We didn't have to face this four years ago when Ben went to college, because although he lived on campus, he came home every few weeks, or we went to visit him. Even then, I got a bit antsy after three weeks or so.
Really, I'm lucky to have such a "problem". I just read a great blog post by a parent of two disabled daughters who is finding her oldest suddenly seeking an independence the mother never thought she would have.
At any rate, I find myself lying awake, trying to distract myself from the whirlpool that is my monkey mind, and I find it is often possible to do that with clothes. Ha.
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Bring on the voile! I only wore this yellow skirt three weeks ago, but it occurred to me that summer is shorter than I think, so I might as well trot it out again. I paired it with a navy and white striped tank (J. Jill) and an aqua cardigan (Anne Klein), and silver jewelry and (unseen) silver shoes.