Saturday, we hope to take The Boy to meet his dad so that he can spend the week with him. He hasn’t seen his dad since last March, last spring break.
The Boy is excited, especially knowing that his dad has a new puppy to meet and a new car over which to obsess. I am happy that he is excited, and happy that his dad seems to be making an effort this time around. But, as always, it is with guarded optimism. The Boy has been hurt too many times for me to blindly accept that all is sunshine and lollipops. I won’t trust that this all will happen as planned until we actually see his dad on Saturday. And not for one second do I believe that there won’t be an impact after Spring Break.
Even when trips like this have gone well in the past, there has always been an adjustment back tour normal routine, household rules, and expectations. And I am preparing everyone here that hasn’t experienced this first-hand before. The Man says he understands and is ready, as do his teachers – I have prepared everyone to the best of my ability for the inevitable transition that will occur when he returns.
And if it doesn’t go well, or doesn’t go at all, it’s a whole ‘nother story, as you can imagine.
But right now, we are cautiously optimistic, glad to see The Boy’s excitement, and holding our breath for now.