Brooke’s graduation is here and gone now, a major milestone 18 years in the making. Like most moms and dads, I find myself reminiscing, missing what I call the wonder years, that time before puberty when kids are just magic…now, after the tumult of puberty, a strong young woman is emerging, though still on training wheels, having mastered the challenges she has been given so far.
We’ve also been to college orientation, just to bring you up to date. With the ink barely dry on her diploma, we headed off in the wee hours of the morning last week, to college, where we spent two days learning all about the choosing classes, financial aid, and other practical matters, along with several lectures about letting your child go.
In spite of all of this, and all the posts I have done on the subject, it hasn’t hit me yet, I don’t think. Roger, however, has been at loose ends, not knowing what to do with himself. He took over driving Brooke around two years ago, and though it’s just been a couple of weeks, I dare say he misses it, along with fussing over the little messes Brooke leaves in the kitchen and making special trips to various grocers in search of gluten free foods for her.
We are now packing, and shopping, preparing for the next chapter. In three short weeks, Brooke will be on her own for the summer term at college. While we had hoped she would have the whole summer to work and save money, but given her personality, getting an early start is probably a good thing for her.
In the midst of all the change, I turn to my yoga practice, lighting a candle in the early morning hours for meditation. The writing helps, as do the little things, like planning posts and videos. I take online courses to improve my skills as a writer and blogger. I text my friends and keep up with their posts on Instagram and blogs. I am moving into my own new chapter, still on training wheels, one could say, but like Brooke, I am moving forward, having completed the joys and challenges I have been given so far.