Monday, August 25, 2014

Mohawk again?

That sure didn't take long.  Well, at least I had him normal for a little while.  They did warn us that things like hairstyles and piercings and clothing would make drastic changes once the kids were away from home, so I suspected the mohawk would return. 

I guess I just didn't expect to be quite so...ummm...BRIGHT.  

Wednesday, August 13, 2014

Open Letter to RIT

Dear RIT, 

I really wasn’t prepared for this day. I thought I would handle it fine, but I wasn’t prepared for the emotions that just broad-sided me. You see, I just handed over something really, really precious into your keeping--and I know you’re not going to give him back in the same condition you got him in. 

I know, that’s your job, but it still hurts. I really am losing him as he is right now.I had no idea when he first came to live with us how strong a bond could form in such a short time. How could he possibly develop as strong a bond as my other son had? It wasn’t like I had him since he was baby; he was already a teenager when I adopted him. We don’t look alike, we don’t even share the same first language, but that is still my son, and he is every bit as precious to me as the other one. 

I managed to hold back most of the tears until he couldn’t see me any longer, but they’re flowing freely now. Turning and walking away from him is one of the hardest things I’ve ever done. Not much on this earth I treasure as much as that boy (except the other one!), so I have literally left a huge portion of my heart in your hands. 

Please guard it well.

Tuesday, August 12, 2014

Home Sweet Home


Well, Charlie's home sweet home, for the next nine months or so, anyway...

Monday, August 11, 2014

Pinch me

Somebody needs to pinch me.  Here's the end result of our first day at RIT, and this now seems so surreal.  I can't believe I'm going to be leaving here without him.  I'm not ready for that one to sink in just yet. 

Saturday, August 9, 2014

Engineer this!

So it's like this - the boy's car is stuffed to the gills and ready for the trip to New York...but there's no room for me or my one measly little suitcase.  

I told him he wants to be an engineer, gotta figure it out. 

He did eventually manage to squeeze me and my suitcase in there, but man it was a cramped ride from Maryland to New York!