Listen, kid. I don’t expect you to call every day. Far from it. But don’t get so carried away having fun at college that you forget about your old mom. Check in once in awhile. Let us know what’s going down. I’m available via text, e-mail, voicemail and actual mailed letter. (I seriously would faint dead away if you wrote an actual snail mail letter).
Of course you don’t need to tell me every minute detail; I know you won’t, but just tell me this: if it’s better or on par with Disney World — then I’ll know you’re OK.
Good luck with that one!
One thing I did (that I learned when I took Son #1 for Welcome Week)–print out all the e-mails you send to or receive from him, and give them to him when he graduates.
Son #1, who’s a logically-thinking, engineer type, was visibly touched when we presented him with the notebook. It was a kind of history of his four years of college.