8.19.2006

good job

Ace is moved in, she's now a temporary Tennesean.
After four days of adventuring with my daughter and my 'rents. I learned a few things:
  1. Being in a minivan with your parents for four days is not a vacation. Don't romanticize, not too much, anyway. It is, after all a minivan, they are your parents, it's four days, you will need some good coffee, a good workout in the mornings and you'll definitely need some time to watch cable tv in the hotel room.
  2. When it's time to go, go quickly, don't take your time or drag your feet or dawdle or add on any tasks to extend the goodbye.
  3. While the goal of being a parent is to raise someone so they can be independent, even when you know they are ready to go and you have complete faith in them, it's hard to go quickly. You will want to drag your feet, dawdle, and extend the last few moments as long as possible. Just do your best to walk away without crying. I made it about 5 feet before I lost it. Luckily, Ace was happily joining her welcome group and I was almost to the parking garage, so I ducked into the stairwell, and climbed a few flights so I could get out of breath a bit and calm down and get a little tired. It was the "you did a good job, Mom" as she hugged me good bye that got me, still I'm glad she said it.
So, now it's time for a good nights sleep. Tomorrow I'll be on the road for about 8 hours or so, in that minivan, the last minivan I hope to spend any time in for a long time.

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2 Comments:

Kat Candler said...

You totally made me cry. I remember that moment all too well when I was 17 and my dad dropped me off in Boston. It's a defining moment for both of you. You really did do good.

6:56 PM  
mom said...

hi girlfriend,
we hope to give you some much needed down time so you can recoup your energy and gear up for the next round of storie productions....kick ass.
we are looking forward to having you stay with us in our little french bedroom and have some snacks all ready for you. your little one will be fine. i too cried my eyes out the whole night, lying on the floor next to my daughter, kat's bed when she left home. it broke my heart, but look at her......she has turned out to be the most super child ever. of course, her brother is a super child too. can't forget him, but then he didn't leave home until he was 24. good thing too, as he was able to help me most with my mom, who moved in after kat left home. she had parkinson's disease and the next year and half was a treasure of discovery. so good things can come out of departures and arrivals. see you soon. love, aimee mommy

7:40 PM  

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