There’s free wireless at the Manchester airport!
So — since last I wrote —
I drove down to RI to see Lynn. I’m glad I did — she’s insanely busy, but we did have time for about an hour’s conversation. Maybe 45 minutes. But it was good. I also hung out with her son for a while, waiting for her. He’s grown into this tremendously funny kid. It’s good to see.
Went back to my mom’s house to find her itching to go. I’d kind of wanted to hang around for a while and tinker with the boat a bit, but she was all fired up, so we took of the next morning for Bath, which was lovely, and then for St. Andrews, N.B. the next night (similarly lovely), then back to Freeport the next night. We could have taken Nora out to dinner had we known she was back, but she’d lost her phone charger — so we saw her the next morning.
She’s going to be lonely. I remembered a few days ago the time she changed schools, for 4th grade. She was miserable for 2 months, and for some reason I had to keep baking her apple pies. She’s the sort of person who needs a best friend. With one best friend, she’s fine, and can make a million other friends. Without one, though, she feels really really lonely.
All the advice given to parents was sort of on the order of — your kids will be okay, you need to back off, they need to make mistakes, you need to let them make mistakes.
It’s good, I think. I think a lot of the advice is given for the sort of helicopter parent that I’m not. (Really! I’m not. Trust me.) But I also think that currently, they’re sort of aware that the first few month in a new place where you know no one is a little hard. That’s good — they’re aware of it. We’re aware of it. I think even the students are aware that it’s to be expected. It’s not like you’re the only one who has no friends.
It was great having my niece along, too. She’s just graduated, and she was able to give N all kinds of advice.
I wish I’d had more time with her alone, but all in all, it was probably okay.
This is fantastic — I’m charging my phone and writing a pot, all plugged in. Huh.
We stayed in Portland last night. It’s a nice town, actually. Hmmm.
Things with my mother are a bit worrisome. She broke her leg in May. It’s healing well, but it’s been a slow process, and puts her in the unenviable position of needing someone to drive her around to dr’s appointments and the grocery store, etc. My niece graduated in May and agreed to come up and stay with her. I think she’s been there since July. It’s fantastic, actually. I don’t know how my mother would have survived without her.
Well, I do, actually — she would have had to ask my brothers and sisters-in-law to drive her around, and they’re fairly busy all ready.
I think, however, that she’s been a little hard on my niece. I think she’s a bit more crotchety than usual, plus she’s not all that sympathetic with a person who has just graduated from college and doesn’t quite know what to do next.
So there you have it —