Parents Weekend
And so concludes parents weekend at W&M. Only my mom came down, as my brother had already replied to an invitation to a friend's bar mitzvah before we realized this conflicted with parent's weekend, so my brother and father stayed up in Vienna.
All in all, it was a good experience. Being at college helps you realize how much you take for granted. When it comes to parents, there's an emotional connection and openness you just don't have with other people (at least for me). Now, I say that, but nothing really interesting happened in terms of emotions. We simply ate at a few places, shopped for supplies, and discussed politics and random stuff. But the conversations all feel really comfortable, and there's no doubt that comfort is the result of her being my mother.
Far too much of the time was spent with me asleep, though. I think she really worries about my sleeping habits, and I can't blame her. At the very least, I have made it perfectly clear I am having little problems with my classes (short of sleeping through them) and she's accepted that. In any case, while I slept, she organized my room, and while we were shopping, it became clear I was tired and she took me to her hotel room so I could sleep. She's still very much taking care of me. It's nice, and I love her for it, though I feel bad about having the sleep issues while she was here.
Ah well, back to life as usual.
All in all, it was a good experience. Being at college helps you realize how much you take for granted. When it comes to parents, there's an emotional connection and openness you just don't have with other people (at least for me). Now, I say that, but nothing really interesting happened in terms of emotions. We simply ate at a few places, shopped for supplies, and discussed politics and random stuff. But the conversations all feel really comfortable, and there's no doubt that comfort is the result of her being my mother.
Far too much of the time was spent with me asleep, though. I think she really worries about my sleeping habits, and I can't blame her. At the very least, I have made it perfectly clear I am having little problems with my classes (short of sleeping through them) and she's accepted that. In any case, while I slept, she organized my room, and while we were shopping, it became clear I was tired and she took me to her hotel room so I could sleep. She's still very much taking care of me. It's nice, and I love her for it, though I feel bad about having the sleep issues while she was here.
Ah well, back to life as usual.