A Journey of Love and Laughter: Dropping My Son Off at College

A week ago, I found myself behind the wheel, driving my son to Florida State University for the start of his Spring Semester. It had been a few years since I last made this trip with him, and this time felt different. He just turned 21 in December, stepping fully into adulthood, yet here we were, sharing a road trip that reminded me how much he still needed his dad—and how much I needed him too.

A journey 21 yrs in the making.

The Road Trip That Meant More Than Miles

We drove a little over seven hours, but the distance was the least important part of the journey. The car was filled with great music and even better conversations. He asked questions, curious about life, decisions, and the future. I shared what I knew, hoping to give him the best advice I could. It was a rare chance to connect deeply, just the two of us, without distractions.

The ride was a mix of laughter and thoughtful silence. We talked about everything from college life to dreams and fears. Moments like these don’t come often, and I soaked in every second. It was clear that while he’s growing into a man, the bond we share remains strong and unbreakable.

Settling In and Sharing Dinner

When we arrived in Tallahassee, we unloaded his truck and settled into his dorm. His roommates wouldn’t arrive until the 7th, so he asked me to stay with him for a bit. That night, we had dinner with one of his friends and the friend’s girlfriend. Watching them interact was a joy—their conversations were rich, genuine, and full of life.

Dinner wasn’t just about food; it was about witnessing the kind of friendships my son is building. It reminded me that college is not just about classes and grades but about forming connections that shape who you become.

A Quiet Moment That Said It All

After dinner, we returned to his dorm and watched The Matrix on the sofa. As he leaned on me, just like he always had, I noticed something different. This was no longer a little boy but a full-grown man with the heart of a child. He turned to me and said, “Dad, you remember when I would ask if you’d be sad when I left for college and you said no because you were going with me?” I smiled and said, “Yeah.” He replied, “This is what it would feel like.”

I couldn’t help but joke, “I was hoping there would be more ladies, but this is cool too.” We laughed, but beneath the humor was a deep truth: I’m not just his dad—I’m his best friend. I lead with love, not fear, and he is the living proof of the love I carry inside.

We’ve come a long ways.

What This Journey Taught Me

Those 36 hours spent driving, talking, and simply being together were pure gold. They reminded me that parenting doesn’t end when kids grow up. It evolves into a new kind of relationship—one built on respect, friendship, and unconditional love.

If you’re about to drop your child off at college or face a similar milestone, cherish the moments. The road trip, the shared meals, the quiet talks—these are the memories that last. They shape not only your child’s future but yours as well. Enjoy every moment. - Wolf Witman