... that goes with the previous post.She's not carrying any books. No backpack. This is senior year, she has a solid ACT score, she knows where she's going to college and I'm not sure studying is top on her list. (No worries. She'll do fine -- or I'll nag. Because I'm a mom and that's my job.)
You know how you think you're prepared for something, and you're not? I cried when she left. Just for a moment, and she didn't know -- she was out the door with her boyfriend Nick.
They're out the door pretty dang fast, it seems. And that's why we need to fully appreciate firsts, lasts, and all the random wonderful moments in between.
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Ahhhh! The rites of passage that pull at our heart strings-something I hope we never outgrow!
Blessings to you and your family as you start another chapter!
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She's so cute! I didn't cry when Emily drove away, but as I was sitting alone in the house, I did start to wonder about this time next year...
This is the 6th year I've said goodbye to my baby as she travels to the east coast for college, and now post graduate school. It never gets any easier. I think it is a Mom thing.
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