Every back to school commercial on the radio this morning killed me. I didn’t anticipate driving to work with tears in my eyes, thinking of the big move this weekend and knowing that this is the last Friday of my life having my daughter, my only child, live under my roof. She’s off to university 3 hours away. This is supposed to be a happy time, right?!
What emotions will Monday bring? For the first time in 14 years, I won’t have to pack a lunch or wonder if she’ll make the bus. I won’t take the annual picture of her first day back to school which, admittedly gets harder. First day of Grade 12 last year I had to chase her friend’s car down only to capture this reluctant photo. Geesh, poor her. Ha!
I found this picture of her first day at high school on my Facebook feed. I wrote something about starting to give her the “do’s and don’ts of grade 9 when I spontaneously burst into tears…”. I guess I’ve been this way for years. (cue song from the Headstones, ha)
Since I’m taking you down memory road, why not show you a picture of where it all began? First day of Jr. Kindergarten, the one on the left. My boss at the radio station told me that I would follow the school bus in my car and I thought that sounded ridiculous. When the day came, I followed the school bus in my car.
My mini me is moving out on Sunday for a 4 year University program and I am proud of her. I’ll survive the change at home like countless parents before me.
Wish me luck walking away from that dorm room on Sunday. Judging by the fact that there isn’t enough kleenex in this room right now, I’ll need it.
Just as sure as the sun will rise tomorrow, every September long weekend there are parents who are feeling like me right now. Good luck. I’m thinking of you. A sense of humour will always serve us well, so I leave you with this short from Modern Family when Haley was heading off to college.