Dear Parents,
So after the long drive, and lugging the belonging from the parking lot across the street into the building and up 4 flights (thankfully by elevator), she opens the door, and we lay eyes on the dorm room. My son described it as looking like a jail cell, and I have to admit, he was really close.
Concrete walls, and completely stripped bare industrial looking beds, ugh. We had seen a model dorm room along the way and it looked cozy enough. This looked really bare and really, really, small. And two people have to fit in there.
Quickly, we all get to work, laying out some carpet, and dressing the bed. After a while, you start to realize that it is all coming together and is going to work out just fine. On one of my trips back to the car I overheard a Dad take a heavy sigh, and then say, "Ok, we can make this work". And that's just how it is on move in day. Chaos for a little bit, and then everything falls into place and works just fine.
To Your Family,
Jane Cabrera
The Parent Success Coach
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