Slipping Through My Fingers

Well she has graduated. Normally a summer job would have been in the works with some downtime. Whitni doesn't get that luxury. It's off to college. Saturday we left after the Saul Gallegos run and headed south to BYU.
Teary-eyed she said goodbye to friends and family. Other than finding a purse in the rest area at Vernita bridge and returning it to Benton City all went well with the trip. Dale drove to the bitter end (3:30 am, yes in the morning) to my parents' house. Whitni and I left a very sleepy Dale at 9:45 am to go to her church. It is always fun to go to a student ward when you are definitely not a student, but I noticed other parents there so I didn't embarrass Whitni too much.

One of my favorite buildings on the BYU campus is new, the Hinckley Building. It is quite impressive as you climb the hill from Provo up to the campus. The campus does bring great memories for me, but boy am I glad I am not starting over AGAIN.

We sneaked in contraband men helpers to haul all the apple boxes with Whitni's stuff into her dorm. They are nicer than I thought they would be with lots of storage.
Here is my little girl all ready to be grown up. I'm sure she is going to do well, it just sometimes feels like you are abandoning them. It's probably going to help me more than her to stay the week with my family. I'll be able to adjust to life without her smile, willing heart and encouraging words. Telephoning, texting and facebooking will be my friends.