I made the drive home (and have finally stopped crying by this point). Two hours passed. I asked my husband if it was too early too call.
I finally couldn't hold it back any longer and called at 7:30pm that night.
No answer. Of course I left a message for him to call me right back.
Here's the sequence of text messages that followed:
7:39pm ME: "Are you settled in ok??
Can't reach you! Call me!"
I wait by the phone.........
12:17am CODY: "I'm all good! Thank you."
12:18am ME: "What took so long?!?
I've been worried sick!"
12:19am CODY: "Sorry, Mother. I fell asleep!"
12:20am ME: "I kept picturing you home all alone
in a scary dorm room.....
It was like something out of a horror movie!"
12:20am CODY: "Let some bad guy touch me, see what happens!"
12:21am ME: "Then dad said maybe you were in the shower.
That made things WORSE because now I was imagining
the Psycho movie killer scene!
"Is there a horror movie about a few stray students
alone in the dorms during Christmas break?
Sounds good...I would watch it."
12:22am CODY: "Hahaha. Goodnight, Mother. I love you.
No serial killers here.
I'll talk to you tomorrow."
12:23am ME: "Well, I didn't mean to scare you but now you know
what kinds of things mamas have to worry about.
Sweet dreams.
I'm going to take my anti-anxiety pill and go to bed now.
Love you more!"
I finally went to bed.....
The next day his text was to ask for a money transfer....sighhh
Welcome to life as a college-students-mother!
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