Thursday, September 3, 2009

Moving in

It was a hot summer day in August. My mother was finishing folding up my clean clothes. I could tell she was in a little sad to see her baby girl leaving home. She had kept telling me all summer "What am I supposed to do with your father, he doesn't talk." We made it out to be a big joke in the family. I went in and gave my mom a big hug, I can still smell her " Angle perfume" that she had put on that very morning. I felt my mother to finish off the rest of my clothes, and to see how my dad and brother were doing with loading the car. They were working on packing up the SUV with all my heavy boxes. Making sure they didn't forget anything I asked repeatedly " did you remember the fan, sheets, purple container,etc." "Yes Amanda we packed everything out of your room!."
When everything was packed and checked twice, we sat off for Ball State University. I don't live that fare, so the drive was really short. We pulled in right beside Woody Hall that would be my new home for the upcoming year. " I'm so glad we survived the long car ride" my brother would say, sarcastically. We'll I went inside to get all my living information, my brother helped unpack the car, and my mother and father were in there own conversation which was mainly "Why does Amanda need all this stuff?" Every time they asked me I would say " You wouldn't understand if I told you."
We unloaded everything into my room which took an hour. My parents know that I like my stuff a certain way, so they knew that it was time to leave. I said good by to my brother first which considered me standing on my tip-toes since he is so tall. Then my dad who smelled of after shave from that morning. After letting go of my dad I looked at my mom who tried to look strong, but you could tell she was in a little bit of pain seeing her baby leave. I went up to her and gave her the biggest hug and a kiss on the cheek, she still smelled of her angle perfume from that same morning. They opened the door and were leaving, but them my mom looked back me. With a smile on her face she said " I am so proud of you," and that memory will last forever.

1 comment:

  1. I feel like I had the same experience moving in. My dad and sister's boyfriend put my futon and loft together and got my tv set up. That's about all they did since they knew I would want to do the rest own my own. My mom was the same way. With teary eyes she hugged me and told me that she knew I would do fine and that they were proud of me.

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