Senior No More

Tbone is officially done with high school!  I never in a MILLION years thought I'd be one of those parents lamenting the day their child graduates from high school.  I always knew this day was coming.  Just never really thought about how I'd feel about it.  Although I like to plan and be prepared, I don't ever really "worry" about the future (I have a husband who does enough worrying for the both of us).  I'm much more of a fly-by-the-seat-of-my-pants kind of girl.  I like to plan lists and be organized but I totally recognize there's only so much I can do and all the planning in the world really doesn't amount to a hill of beans in the long run.  Which brings me to T. 

We've got a lot coming up the next week or so and I'm kind of glad we're getting it all done at once.  We can enjoy the summer and all the fun that comes with it!  We've got a bunch of parties to attend this weekend, a tea and then another big grad party.  She starts her new job on Monday, she's registered for rush, she's picked out her dorm room, she graduates next week and the week after we're headed to campus for Orientation/Registration.  And the poor thing is getting her wisdom teeth taken out after that.  It's a lot to take in but I'm glad I won't have too much time to dwell on it or get melancholy. 

I've seen a lot of friends post on FB or tweet about upcoming graduation.  And it's starting to get a little depressing.  T still has a full 2 1/2 months, almost 3 months, before she heads off to college and I don't want to wish her away.  I want to enjoy the summer with her and stop agonizing over the end of high school.  She has a wonderful, exciting new chapter of her life coming up and I want her to enjoy it and look forward to it.  A friend recently asked me if I'm sad.  Yes, of course I'm a little sad.  I'm very proud of her, too.  I am proud of the beautiful young lady she's become and I know she has many adventures ahead of her.  I was sad to see her last lacrosse game and I was sad to see her last dance on the high school stage.  But the same friend also gently reminded me that although we're experiencing a lot of "lasts," just think about all the wonderful "firsts" we've yet to experience.