My dear friend Renee is facing her first born headed off to college. Here are some of her thoughts, in her own words. Dear reader, can you relate?:
My oldest daughter has been talking about how much she wants to leave home since she was in the third grade. She is both blessed and cursed with her mother’s sense of independence and stubbornness, so it has never been shocking to hear her say how she can’t wait to live on her own terms.
Years fly by and now I have only 8 more days to teach my daughter everything I want her to know (despite her resistance) before I leave her in a dorm room 250 miles away from home.
I have been so excited about her leaving because I know she is SO ready and eager. I know some of the best years of her life (to date) are waiting just a week away for her. I’m thrilled for her to start this next exciting and challenging chapter in her life. Only today did I give any pause to how it feels to ME about her leaving.
It is hard to reconcile the feelings of having been responsible for her every moment for the last 18 years and then, BOOM, all in one day she’s completely out of my sight. That finely honed sonar that we mothers have faithfully kept alert every single day of her life must somehow, quickly, carefully be turned down to a allow her to grow into an independent adult. I’m new at this and not sure how it works. But, I am sure that it is better for all if I don’t roll around in thoughts about her leaving home too much for the next 8 days. If the Mother-Antelope appears weak, the Daughter-Tiger may attack it!
Looking ahead I know I’m entering the ranks of mothers who wish their child will call them. Silently worrying, hoping for the best, and secretly delighted to learn that she misses me – this is my future. Eighteen years ago I brought a tiny baby home from the hospital and now a beautiful woman is eager to leave in 8 more days.
— Renee Bauer Soffer