Taking Brie to college on Friday, and then leaving that night was probably one of the hardest things I've ever had to do in my life. Do you remember taking your little boy/girl to camp for the first time? Do you remember how it felt to leave them there?
The moment that impacted me the most was when the Orientation helpers held hands up and down the aisles of the auditorium and sang, "May the Lord bless you and keep you, may His face shine down upon you, and give you peace and give you peace and give you peace forever." I felt like they breathed a blessing over our kids through that song. Yes, I was crying. It was so tender and loving. Then they had us join in for the last time they sang it. Yah, right! I couldn't say a word.
A parent shared about her experiences with her 2 boys attending NWC, one of whom graduated in the Spring and the other in his senior year. She actually got choked up at one point and told us she understood how hard it was to let go. Then she told us she had tissue available!
Ok, back to the postcard. The guy wanted us to write something to our kid. I managed to write the word "Baby" and then started sobbing. Do you think there was a tissue anywhere? NO! All I had brought with me was my camera and a pen! Through the sobbing, I managed to tell Brie how precious she is to me and a memory of her singing when she was a little girl, arms raised high, praising the Lord to "Awesome God". After about 5 minutes, the guy gets back up and tells us that we should read it to our kid at some point over the weekend! Are you kidding me? I could barely write her nickname and you want me to read it to her?
Then I left. Left with the same feeling as when I left her at camp for the first time when she was a little girl. I felt like I'd left 1/4 of my heart on that college campus. I was so thankful that she hugged me when I left. It wasn't one of those, "Ugh, do you have to touch me?" kind of a hug. It was a hug like she liked me!!