From a Boy to a Man

The day has finally come, when my little boy has turned into a man. Sunday we took Trent to Tuscaloosa and moved him into his dorm. I knew the day would come, just didn't think it would come this soon.

The day turned out to be beautiful. Too beautiful for my mood. I had so many emotions rolling inside me I thought I was going to burst. I rode with Trent down there, while Kerry, Missy and Austin rode in the truck. I was going to get every minute that I could with him. As we were traveling, I started to think back from the time he was born all the way through now. I saw his whole life flash before my eyes.


When we arrived at the university, there were a couple of cars in front of us unloading there child's belongings. We only waited a few minutes, than it was our turn.

Trent went and checked in while we unload the truck and his car. In no time we stacked all his stuff in a pile on the grass, waiting for their new home.

Trent calls and tells us to come up to the room, he has checked in. His dorm is more like an apartment. He shares it with 3 other boys. They don't check in until Friday. Today is just for band members.



His living room is pretty big, along with a small kitchen to hold a refrigerator, microwave and sink.


There are two bathrooms (thank goodness), each with a shower and a toilet. The sinks are in a separate area. Trent's room has a twin bed, desk, dresser and a closet. You can look out his window and see a man made lake. The campus is beautiful.



We unpack Trent's stuff, while he registers and starts band camp. For the entire week, from 8:30 am to 10:00 pm he will be in camp, learning the half time show for the football games. This is the day he has been waiting for. To go to the University of Alabama and be in the “Million Dollar Band”.

We go out for dinner before we leave. I feel like it's our last supper together, forever. We don't have long, because he has to be back on the marching field. My mother instincts kick in and can see he is already tired, and didn't feel like he got enough to eat and wonders if he'll get up in time for tomorrows practice .... and did we pack enough clothes?

As we pulled into the parking lot, my throat starts to tighten up and my eyes begin to water. This is it. My job is finished. I hug my little boy for one last time and kiss my son who has turned into a man.