Our time has come. Miss DrumBum has left the nest to start university in the US. We have made a couple of trips there to scout things and attended the orientation for students and parents, so the school looks like a nice fit for her. We are still a bit nervous about her safety while she is there but we have family living nearby and as it turns out, a friend she knew two assignments ago in Kuwait is going there as well. We also took advantage of a company security briefing that is available to all employees and their families that are headed to live in the US. It covers the risks and rewards for living in the US as well as a variety of cultural do’s and dont’s. Last week, we arrived on campus where Dad wrote some pretty sizable checks to the school ( college textbooks are *still *exorbitantly priced ) before I headed back to Luanda. Mom remained behind for another week so she and Miss DrumBum could shop for other essential items like a car, Starbucks cards, and winter clothes as well as other toiletry items that are none of dad’s business.
The last 17 years have been great of course, but I am looking forward relocating by drum kit to the upper level of the house for the jam sessions.
By the way, does anyone know if I spelled “nester’s” correctly ?