You can never quite think of everything. When packing things for Nebraska I knew I wanted to bring a blanket. That was one of the things I’d forgot to pack and send along when they left last month. At first I was going to bring the Cardinals fleece one I made for his bed. But if he hadn’t thought to bring it himself, maybe he didn’t want that one. Maybe I would just send a generic blanket and leave the Cardinals one here.

That’s what I did. So now the Cardinals blanket can be tied with home. I don’t know if he’ll use the other blanket or not, but it was chillier in his room and this way he will at least have it if he wants or needs it. We we got home the Cardinals blanket was still on our bed from when I had switched it out with the generic blanket I decided to take instead. So now I’m using the Cardinals blanket as a pillow to rest my head.

He’s newly 19, an official Nebraskan adult. He’s a different person now, a separate person. For my own sanity I can’t think of everything. And for my own protection, my own healing and growth. We spent the early evening and night time together. We drove around town and the five kids sang songs. We stopped by Dairy Queen. We went our separate ways until the morning. We met up in Crete and left after the meet.