My son got accepted to some very nice Grad Schools in their PhD programs, which makes me extremely proud. They are all far away. I don't fly.
You can't make me.
He accepted admission at the University of Nebraska at Lincoln. Hmmmm...can't walk there. Can I drive there with my husband? Sure. Do I want to do that? No. Why not? No. Just No.
Can I take Amtrak? Yes, this is a possibility but it takes 2 days!
Now, the choices are easy. Fly? No. Drive with husband? No. Amtrak? Tooo loooong. Other options? Look at the school, the town, and the apartment on the internet and send him off on the big bird that I won't get on. Two and a half hours later, he is there.
Will I visit him over the years? Sure, when he flies back home. Hey, there's always skype.
Anxiety is a very bad thing, but as you get older, you really don't give a damn. It's really kind of easy. I don't want to. I won't. You can't make me.
Now, I am also thinking about him meeting a nice girl all the way over there in Nebraska, getting married and having children. My grandchildren. How do grandchildren look on skype?
not so good.
The other issue....isn't that tornado alley? oy
Well, its my job to worry...even if I will have to worry through skype. Virtual worry. Wow. Technology is amazing.