Just when I feel like I am getting the hang of this parenthood thing I enter a new stage where I am learning all over again
Our oldest is in her senior year of high school. And she is right in the thick of her college applications and working hard to make sure her grades for this semester stay strong.
I am trying to be as supportive as possible and be a sounding board when she needs it.
And I am excited for her…senior year will be a fun year in the end and life beyond high school will be the journey she is clearly seeking out.
But i find myself becoming increasingly wistful. I can’t seem to get my head around that this baby girl that came into our lives some 17 years ago is moving on. This is coming from the guy who is open to life changes and embracing the unknown.
And yet I remember teaching her to walk and then ride a bike like it was just yesterday. And how we go from seeing each other nearly every day to a new life when she is out of the house seems beyond comprehension at this moment.
I am happy for her.
But I am sad for me.