As an aside, my son is expected to be at his dorm at 9 AM on Thursday, August 22nd. When I return from Boulder on Thursday I will be all alone for the first time in 26 years. More on that later...
In the last few weeks Alex has been to Cincinnati for a week of college orientation and then spent a week in the role of Liszl at Challenge Aspen Music and Dance Camp. We have just returned from a week on the Jersey shore and now the real planning will begin. Commonly known as two weeks in panic mode.
During Alex's orientation week I heard NOTHING from Alex. She did call once or twice and we did facebook, but that is all I know. If it weren't for the reports from the families she stayed with as well as my sister who got her to the airport for her return to Denver I would know NOTHING.
I also knew NOTHING about what happened at Music and Dance Camp. I did learn that the ex-boyfriend from Texas was in town and he wanted to be "boyfriend/girlfriend" for the week. But at some point during the week he told Alex he "cheated " on her with a girl in Texas, so Alex broke up with him after crying her heart out for an hour. They have now decided they are friends.
For the last 20 years I have known everything about Alex - we were so connected and I was so involved in her life that she couldn't sneeze without me knowing. Yes, I exaggerate when she sneezed at school I did not always know. This umbilical cord which did not detach when Alex was born is now hanging by a thread. I am hanging on for dear life, fearful I am the one who will lose part of my lifeline.
I leave you with Alex singing Sweet Home Alabama at the Challenge Aspen Family Barbecue. In my mind I have changed the lyrics: